This is a song about "Cocain and made from my strain"

My day was just made. she came from my dreams.

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

She made my life beautiful and bought me the fuckin' luck.

My speeches come from my soul and brain,

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

My god made the sea and land

Fighting with my weak hand

Made me fucking die from my own laughter,

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

How come you pick me last, i made my raps straight from scratch

I just wanna pick you up and take you to a wrestling match

But she's not alonemiss independent

Addiction and lust have made my brain turn to dust.