This is a song about "Anzac day"

I have so much to say

I’m tested every day

So imma chase money all day

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

She can't know where my mother stay

Maybe try again some other day

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Missing you but taking it day by day

Drug dealers til this day,

I was raised this way

Along to save the day

But keep them cigarettes away

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

Yet i still manage every day.