This is a song about "Goofs and uselessness and death"

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

‘bout that money probly like a fucking robbery

All we got now is crime, death, sickness, and poverty,

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

I was lied to and told death is the reason we wait

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Death row and other evil records use lethal methods

Causing death and destruction

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Cause you chose to fuck with death and now its to late