This is a song about "Being true no life garbage abuse walk the moon"

Creations of garbage meaning you have no vocation,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"

I'm working while they sleeping, so staying's not an option

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

But now, there's no moon- the sky is all black.

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Fading in life i'll tell you pic up your life and walk forward to the future dedicated

Eyes and pupils dot the i's so crucial true to being frugal loose as loopholes

Physical , emotional and mental abuse/ combination of those

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

But i'm on some shrooms if you really want to feel the room

Cause i feel its right

The moon is full tonight