This is a song about "And i"

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

And i will cut it short for i,

And i mean it (and i mean it)

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

As i get older and bolder i just get sadder and sadder

The choice can be no other

And i think i like her

School and friends and kittens like i did when i was nine

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

And i try, sit alone and i cry

And i made it and i napalm

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

While i'm making history

But i look and i see,