This is a song about "Fletch the idiot"

Than an average idiot

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Forget the idiot killing and battle with me

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

I'm sentenced to death, just 'cause i'm an idiot,

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

I dont really confess, im an idiot/

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger affiliate

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid