This is a song about "Alex berushing his teech"

That's why his father won't give him his time

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Nobody ain't own us yet

Pull his hat off hijack his sled

His hearts throbbing, he's got his mom in his thoughts

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Now his rank stripped and his life taken away,

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

Wears his jeans below his knees

Not likely like stay long please

I’m way harder than the concrete

A tear down his cheek and his legs feel weak

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

This is to my unborn child

Took his head n' beckoned his mind