This is a song about "Fix up"

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Soon as the bass kicks, i need a fix

And all the shit you went through

To fix what i did to you

Hopefully they see the talent i carry just like jimmy

You do realize that your make up will not fix your stupidity.

And i gotta get my fix

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

This world is sick and these voices i can never fix.

These rats can fix my handicap

She always comin back

Gotta fix that wack 'fore you get real trapped!

You stood me up and i understand

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Maybe you shouldn't fix what may not be broken,