This is a song about "Back the fuck up son your you will fell like your friend"

You dread me like im haitian, get the fuck up out my face son

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

Uh, your brains will blow up just like fireworks

Your crew won't back you up neither will your thin vest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

You will wake up in the er with your body covered in stitches

You turned your back on me, i will do the same thing

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Stress will make your blood boil, lock you up you see.

No more taking breaks, cause your mistakes will eat you up like frosted flakes/

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades