This is a song about "Fuck you we re cool you re not"

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

Thats even better i'm not that into submissive woman

Gotta re-route over this hump,

And get caught, in the moment

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed