This is a song about "Cursory duplicity impervious impetus tepid"

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

I have no eyes i have no eyes call me so blind

And the razors are double bladed

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

There existed no one rap fraud in

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Drugs to replace oxy, but i'd rather have

Look at you acting unashamed

But they sold jello in the paint

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Got so much power in my hand

"damn, watch that white boy play."

Until i started to lose my way