This is a song about "Another"

Shadee doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

Look another day another fucking dollar

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I'm sure to get rich

Murdering another bitch

Another life without a reason, another day without a meaning

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

Forced to live another day and die another night,

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

We are exactly like one another,

And there's little to be glad for

But that's what he liked her

Smoke one, spit another,