This is a song about "Being down for your man"

There’s no penalty for being criminals,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Your etiquette, man where is it? or were you just doin' it for the hell of it?

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Get off a key like i can’t sing

For going on being

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

The best part of you ran down your mums leg and ended up being

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Here man, let me drink some of your beer for you, its looking a little foamy

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You kicked me when down, now your gonna pay for it

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that