This is a song about "Awoke"

Been dead years he's the breath of life that awoke this wreck,

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

My brain keep exerting yes im awoke for certain.

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Awoke/ in a backwards world, heart panicked

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Awoke/ in a backwards world, heart panicked

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

My eyes closed i open two cause third has yet to be awoke,

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man

I awoke to be cookin like a fryin pan,