This is a song about "Flahh in the pan"

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Blasting out some backyard

Well goddamn, now i be the man

And bang a rang to peter pan

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man

I awoke to be cookin like a fryin pan,

You faggots had your chance to pan me, i plan to be grimy son,

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

The next day you is everybody target

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

Now you go hit me like this with a frying pan

Alcatraz was purchased by a white man

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Peter pan in my youth, fucking fairies

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

In the far back near the corner trying to take it in,