This is a song about "Changing your fate"

With a honey in the middle

Changing thoughts of people cynical

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

You've got an iller fate, dawg, but your fillers ain't raw

Your personalities been changing, your always shaking.

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Now the fate of your future relies on a college graduate guy.

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Cause that race will decide your fate,

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

There's still time for changing

Don't want to be the king

Take a minute or two before testing your fate

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Pink toenails tail like a beached whale

Losing right now is your fate, you looking pale