This is a song about "Always pass out"

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

A blast from the past stuck fuckin fiddlin with ritalin till out i pass.

Baby heading down a cloud

But the truth always comes out

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Cause his girl was always goin' out and gettin' high

Always out with the bad kids, you don't deserve him.

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

But the sun shines out of my ass, it was unstable pass,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

But i'm always fucking stressed out, i just can't

Remember those days when i use to pass out, hand out to bad bitches

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

They always watching you, even out in your own home