This is a song about "781"

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

I woked up and got washed but lost my dosh when i was cross

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Sat down and had a fag but gagged as i had a cough

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Came down the loft and troght to the right and lost my height

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

As the day went on i lost weight and had a debate if i was a date

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

I could have jumped but i got dumped

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend