This is a song about "Bugs sleep tickets"

Buy some tickets in case

Ben stiller, zoolander, same face

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I'm mean, it seems trife but in this life i see feds' plantin' bugs,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Got tickets peter piper

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Under my skin scratchin bugs, pride heavy

Homeless no where to sleep

For the low that nine cheap