This is a song about "Everythings"

We was loonie i suppose, you could

That everythings fine, ok and good

Everythings the truth i spit in this epilogue

Shorty i'm a dog don't handle no broad

To pretend that everythings fine

I shine, you shine, so we shine

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

There’s so much distortion and everythings outta proportion

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

And everythings mellow when you high off life

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

The childish play and pray everythings okay,

Used to call me "dope game" when i copped from jose