This is a song about "Corey and jemma"

Social conditioning and

This is something different

We believed in you

And pissing red, white, and blue

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

And i'm dizzy and spinning

There'd still be niggas out killing

Guess i’m different than most

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

They laugh and scream and leap

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Got to the end of the tunnel

And inhospitable,

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Hit your block with a glock, blog that