This is a song about "Both wives in vegas"

They killed both of them and drowned the kid in hot water

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I lost myself in bottles, both liquid and prescriptions pills

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Finish line with the tire marks

I'll break your bones in both arms

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Both, my soul and heart up in it

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

That crap i spat stabbed both of us in the back

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

Try to sleep at night while feeble types in undershirts will beat their wives

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

My motherfucking doctor said i need a doctor

They killed both of them and drowned the kid in hot water