This is a song about "Extended families"

Working hard for our families till theirs nothing left in our lungs

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

That plague the families, lack of structure, it's a dumping ground,

Making rappers go ape shit giving inspiration to live until you're ancient

I was addicted to the shit, working for an extended clip, i wanted to stick to this script.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

On poetry of rap i extended my forbidden knowledge further

And im sending families threw the same and shit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

9 mil extended clip means your death is extended.

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

So please,please come back to me, cuz' we families needed u badly.

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

When all the upper middle class families are ten percent,