This is a song about "Fucked up lufe"

God had me sent away, i cracked and i was fucked, up,

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

It's not as fucked up as it seems

Five shots she ready to leave

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Must be fucked up inside yo brain,

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

And the most fucked up thing of all,

You fucked up boy, you broke the deal

But it's clouds over here

Pour amaretto and get fucked up,

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

And now that i’m getting money

How fucked up it can be,