This is a song about "Daniel dolman"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Everyday is a new story, pick up my rosary, and turn my shirt around like rotary,

Fight for life always wearing a vest

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Come there, if you were in a gown.

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

I just know you need to go and grab your freshest winter coat

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

Step back to the dressing room

Won't run out anytime soon

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

Hello in these past few rhymes i have revealed my life i wrote no sugar coat