This is a song about "All things are working for my good"

My raps are good, yours are bad..

I don't want it on my back

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Syringes all spit, shit over things in my pit,

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

Hellaway can suck my dick, his bars are no good

I'll try my best to convey coherently if things are going okay

Steak dinner everydayfor the moviemy life is like a compton play

When you talkin illest rapper

My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.

All the good things do come to an end

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Hated all the things that made my life worth living;

My guy got all the good weed

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet