This is a song about "Being abandoned by your tut"

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Don't get it twisted, your being listed, on my hitlist, by me.

Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

Where you belong with your family

Your being pushed into the dead sea

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

My word of promise being consumed by the darkness

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I'll never understand why i felt so abandoned

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks