This is a song about "20 s"

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Bad, just like an 80's car

You get close but no cigar

In 2 to 6 hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

They say that karats help your vision

And that´s how it has begun