This is a song about "Fucking misery"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

And tracked her, now danny's fucked, and living in misery,

Of my mind as it ties thoughts of misery

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

But we be having that jersey

Brought me back to my misery.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Killer, pshyco, i know, im puttin you in to your misery,

Auxiliary bringing misery/

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I take 'em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores