This is a song about "Fore skin"

The jager in my cup is licorice black

The spirit i had 'fore i go back to the same crap

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

Now get up out the store 'fore the g's let it spray

And i’m talkin, passenger action

Now you feel beetles crawlin under your skin

So 'fore you give into your whims

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

I say that keeps me going

Is ripping out my skin

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Naked skin swimming, my chin forbidding

I'll just stick with software 'fore i lose a thumb

So i gotta pitch them this, for a better outcome

Double mg not to mention

I used to have thick skin,