This is a song about "Benefits of marketing"

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Of instant elation

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

You should forever remember your benefits

No benefits still a white boy never hissy fit

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Got her going down, no teeth

Top of my pile of bodies

But there's nothing else inside

Out of mind out of sight

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards

Rule had a run, couple movie parts