This is a song about "Alex berushing his teech"

Murder his family

What them tippers don't see

On his dying wish, his grave, his name, they set his astray house aflame,

I rock awesomley, the offspring of the flawless brings game

Vijay singh and all of them

Ultimately his decision,

His attachment, flawed till his last breath/

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Now his rank stripped and his life taken away,

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Praised his homie for his quick handedness

Lights please, lights please

Wears his jeans below his knees

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen