This is a song about "Bongs and thongs"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Living young and wild and free

You see now that nigga lonely

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Good kids make bad grown ups

But got comma’s in my statement

Grab the scissors and saws and

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

And don't ever (and don't ever)