This is a song about "Bombers agent responsible crazy shit"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Before my head gets steered, not hearing shit, man im go-ing crazy

Makin major statements about outrageous crazy shit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Fuck chains and whips, crazy shit really don't break us,

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Directed towards the agent

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

And looking back at all the shit, that seems so fucking crazy,

Like he back that shit

I see some crazy shit spit,

I fucking hate this job

This crazy shit needs to stop,

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Crazy how shit always seems to happen just to get views