This is a song about "Berg and his skateboarding"

His father lost his mind, and they both lost there mother.

Cause they don't hear the shit im saying hunger

And yes, his left wrist represents the way that his day go

I told her i love that pussy, she think we a couple though

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

Daddy gotta go after that and get his

And he, what's his name, earl

Cause mama's just a little girl

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Using his music to steer it, sharing his views and his merits

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

And thank doom for his herbs/