This is a song about "Can am"

What can i do about your pain, i am not a doctor

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

Am i late, can someone please click replay

She say all men treat her wrong way

I can always go home and look down my street

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

You can call me a lunatic, but i am not just gonna sit/

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

I woke up at 10 am heard the worst news a man can

I am amazed that i can still function at this rate,

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs,

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

I am so bad i can burn in hell