This is a song about "Anticipation and dissapointment"

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

And like to boast and brag

The pioneer of the coke rap

Living young and wild and free

Where you belong with your family

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dimecan't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

Therein lies the defect of revenge: it's all in the anticipation; the thing itself is a pain,

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,