This is a song about "A boy called brian lost in a canadian forest with nothing else but his hatchet"

Nothing elegant in a room with a big ass elephant

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

Hit that ball deep with nothing but a flick... of the wrist.

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

I'm the biggest mistake in my moms life/ nothing but a lost

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Young money motherfucker we the shit

While im sitting here hitting tree like a hatchet

Whilst in a school called junior high

And i know that your supply

Release the pressure in his heart, he lost a brother,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for