This is a song about "Asd as my ballista throws"

As i take my rightful crown

Yeah, can't wait 'til the wheels down

Brain wash till the thought of you *throws up* yack

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Music is my life my flows as sharp as a knife

We will never die, we are forever alive

That we picked up at the last concert

When it throws us to the dirt

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Trauma on my mental, as well as my physical

But as long as my influence is life

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Ain't a fucking party until someone throws up

Grab the bitch, befo' she throws another motherfuckin tantrum

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from