This is a song about "Guidance"

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light

That binds us, it defines us, there's no guidance? god? no evidence,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Your'e lost in the sirens, you need me for guidance,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

There's people in this world set aside to give you guidance

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

The nightstand taught me i need a guidance

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Saying your the man, you don’t need guidance.

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I need some mental or parental guidance,