This is a song about "A fucked up life"

What a fucked up bastard he walks the streets backwards,

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

I'll rape a beat like a fucked up step father

Picture this: picking kicks out of foot locker

Hit's a snare and bass of track fucked up rapper interrogation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Crush you like a twig, dash any cunt for a cig, im sick, im fucked up, seen

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (huh?)

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Fucked up preacher fuck all world religion my life is a fucking teacher

My already fucked up life

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Yeah, you all say damn 218s a fucked up guy, i say im sorry im so high,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry