This is a song about "Estranged"

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

The gold on the fame sucks, i feel i’m growing estranged,

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait