This is a song about "Awful"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Marry a model and pop an awful lot of bottles,

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

How did i get so strange? i'm from an awful place

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Awful lot of pigeons with jaws talking to cause attention

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

If you're that god-awful, coulda just asked, i got some copy paper and bashur's stencil

Some underhanded plans witnessed a man diewas only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still

Only concern was the home that was close to him

My ass sitting, awful on metal without no cushion,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Across the nation, we don't fuck with you and awful status,

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

And after you take this "l", you'll just be awful