This is a song about "Fucking in the mailroom"

I'm fucking stoned and in the zone to snap your crunching bones

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Drowning in the pussy bitch i got fucking barrels

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Fucking in the van driveing the bang bus,im crazy i hang nuts,

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel, i'm asleep in the front seat

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

A week, while the rest of the time you’re in a fucking daze

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Every one deals with it, everyone in the fucking interplanetary space!

I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers