This is a song about "Clones meth skeletons microwave"

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

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

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

Add some meth and that pills

That was my influence

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Cause i murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

I've got skeletons in my closet but now there just hanging. death

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Animal instinct like hannibal lecter on crystal meth hits,

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

I'll make you deaf with my musical meth