This is a song about "But i was still starin at those titties thogh"

Since i was nine, those bullies still crossed the lines

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Was was being real with everybody but yet was still hated

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

But at this point all i could do was pray.

Tell me how can we live this way

But i ain't get to see you today

But at this point all i could do was pray.

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the duck

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Every night i stroke hoes

Signin titties at the rock shows