This is a song about "70 s counterculture"

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Pay dues like a hair salon

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

I just shake dice

It´s the battle of life

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

? all white but the phantom is all black

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

We should fuck each others mothers

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

To make karma come faster than she normally will