This is a song about "Articular credence decry dissemble distraught"

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Keepin' me distraught, i'll spit off with mitts off 'cuz i'm pissed off

Just be careful when you're caught standing at the edge in distraught

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

See the world through the hurt and pain in the distraught