This is a song about "Grief and loss"

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Nobody remembered me, they just held on to there grief,

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

So deceive in grief as much as you plead and breathe

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So here, i'll give you my condolences for such a terrible loss.

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

I freak-a-leek with this technique and add another loss to ya streak,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

While i'm instilled with the grief of explosions

But in the end it is his loss,

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Loss of time for play-doh; i'm steady spending more pesos

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This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Spit heat through my teeth, smoking green for the grief,