This is a song about "Chad"

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

What if i said you could get slain for pants hanging low?

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Betta act right...cuz this watch make a bitch go (blind)blonde...like kate hudson,

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Baby that's how we do it in the west

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Her man face turnin green like his name was ralph nader

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

He's hanging by his fingers at the edge of a cliff

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense

Almost got some girl pregnant

If you ever feel alone and