This is a song about "God don t remind me of your failing in life you are unbelievable wait that s me"

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

You based your life off of 50's shit

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

You are living proof that god has a sense of humor.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Live your life, don't fold under press pressure, me who you are it ain't hard

You remind me of cartoons fake as fuck.

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,