This is a song about "Dear furture husband"

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Dear god, i think it's time we had a conversation

No groom husband, no bloom

Self made coming soon

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery

Because of my mom and her dead beat husband

About disaster in the world and

Dear lord forgive me forgive me oh

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Dear god, can you forgive my selfish ways?

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

A simple solution tell your husband tell your wife