This is a song about "Another"

Just another face in the crowd.

We don't care if niggas locked out

Another dead woman,another bad boys

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

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

I feel another disaster in my bladder evertime i read another chapter,

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Your father left you for another

For beating another misinformed poor stoner

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

And im not puffin on the green or snorting (ish) white as pearl

Another day and now another way forward without you girl.

Its been five years and here comes another

I never use a fork i always spoon her