This is a song about "Grief and loss"

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Let the grief itself die.

That try to chase these skirts

No grief into these words

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

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

While i'm instilled with the grief of explosions

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

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

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

Got tired of running from the police

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

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

Of life; it's awesome despite the problems and grief embedded through