This is a song about "Cynical"

Ain't no better swimming in the ocean of your lady

Once again it's the sinister, cynical, minister shady

Finally hit the extent of my cynical state of mind

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Mind fried and cynical, in hindsight it's critical

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

With my cynical laughter, i got the blaster to his head

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

To these cynical hypocritical critics, the fittest,

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

And they just make me angry so i’m crazy, maybe i’m cynical,

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

With my cynical laughter, i got the blaster to his head

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Emotional or physical either way it's cynical.