This is a song about "Bring out the punk"

Bring life to the dead, uplift the upset

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

It's late and you stuck in my basement

He's a punk , he copies my lines when the beat drops,

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

Bring out the curtains, my lines constrict like serpents,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

Now hey little mama

I bring the heat like the

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

While the fbi or punk police be running in