This is a song about "2012 2013 2014"

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

Fuck healing i'm killin and sinning, shove venom in cuts

And pilfering pillows cus we getting in it like tongues

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Like it's something to see i'm rubbin ya teets, puffin the green

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Promise you g, fuck with bees you will be stung something mean

2014 summer coldest, im the last surviving thats still potent/

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Your time has come, i'm still rare, you're fairly well done

My talent should take me places i've never been

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts