This is a song about "Doomed youths"

Your stupid ass outside talkin’ ‘bout “get me in!”should’ve known i was a fool, when i moved

Because only soon they will realize going up against me they'll be doomed

Of dust n feud ur #smoked n #played like #cigs n #blues bitch ya doomed

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Doomed by gods stupidity

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

My eyes were doomed, my heart was broken for several weeks

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

With pop tunes that costume our doomed slewed truths

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Just a couple of no-good youths out on the loose