This is a song about "Chore"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm starting war cos your raps are a bore your crap when you do a chore

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Stare a more sawed off strap bear a chore called from mad

The money ain't running, it's standing still now

Like weed smoking's a chore now,jedi with the force wow,

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times

The chore is making rhymes and many times you fuck up about crimes