This is a song about "Everything wrong with society"

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

"oh doc what is wrong with you are you in shock?"

Smoke some, chill out everything comes with time

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

Mommy something is wrong with dad i think

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

They can make you that with you there's something wrong/

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

In the society you're the blank paper, stagnate as everything moves around ya

Hanging with the wrong morons in this world i was thrown on.

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I enjoy others suffering what's wrong with that

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad