This is a song about "10 000 bc"

If you feel it, it must be real just

25 to life and 10 cents from bankrupt

3.14 out of 10 for effort,

Gotta work - slight work

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Gunrunning/ malfunctioning/ governing

The weed in me is real sticky

Artistic individuality

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

And all women who had light features, see

Figuratively, not literally

No religion, putting 10 bullets in your chest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed