This is a song about "Getting through the day"

And i don’t need a cure

Getting fucked by the tenth bull

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

Police discovery early the next day

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

She hopes that happy-feeling can last her through out the day

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Getting through to the parallel universe where i see my clone

I'm getting provinces all day, that's my prerogative

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

This is what i have to do to get through the day.

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Smoke cheese all day, getting blown away

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Each day getting closer to #breaking, hands are shaking/