This is a song about "Cara colwell s bulimia"

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

The outline which you n****s out dated

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies