This is a song about "Erics a fuckboy"

Just a warning not a threat

Give us this day, our daily bread

Like a baby without a diaper

My brothers alone said fuck your entire

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

Can't win with a passive attack

What a bummer, what a drag

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Just need my eyes lower

Carol city or was it the west

Its gonna be a a test

Yup you got a lot a

Coroners comfort your mama