This is a song about "Fresh prince of town pump"

The people that you mug, you know they're fresh out of cash,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

King's being beheaded by the prince with instances of sentences

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

In need of fresh bed sheets, my limits are reached

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

You can find me in the dark part of town.

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

Yo im fresh out of parkside, we wear the green an white with pride,

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

And now i walk around without a care

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Fresh to death, swallow bleach, wine glass of mr. clean

Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer

I was the nerd of the town and i feel more anger