This is a song about "Direct and indirect variation song"

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

I wanna scream and shout every single fucking song i've written

And leave you dead and gone like that t.i and timberlake song

Searching for answers, that's human nature, you ain't in the wrong

Song, and critics say that's some great shit

See i let my nigga split that

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect

And losin all his money

The indirect absurdity

And that's the feeling i'm trying to describe in this song/

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

And when i'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

And whenever they'd fight, he'd let a song play