This is a song about "A girl called lucy"

Every day, i spit the truth so i'm called a renegade,

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,

Always called a small dick you won't even notice their boner

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Hey girl, i called, but you ain't callin',

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

It must be christmas because i'm giving you a gift that's called..

This little creep done spit a weak rap called "fuck it"

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

To a harder prescription drug called valium like, yeah that's great