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

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

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

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

(20th century demon man)

I am the shadow that lingers around

So i turn to look and find out

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

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

You are lookin a little sad,

Can't win with a passive attack

And she stripping, go to college

A hollow demon bitch

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Do just feeling a little sad

Words cannot describe my feelings

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six