This is a song about "Fake feelings heartbroken shadow demon sad"

(20th century demon man)

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Ain't even tryna hold back

I was angry and sad

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

It ain't with me you're fighting with but my verbal skill's shadow,

Most of you are heartbroken, stop the rapping, and start smoking.

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Words cannot describe my feelings

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Let's enjoy our younger years

Because there ain't no coming back from that

You are lookin a little sad,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

A shrouded cloaked confounded shadow protective hateful entity.