This is a song about "Gutter"

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

I said man i dont get you / you rather be a man stuck in the gutter un critical/

We may never be together.. i'd rather die and degrade in the gutter than see her smile for another/

Talk about i'm a buster? you're just a fake ass sucker, wannabe usher, with a stutter.

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Leave you bruised and bloody then you wind up in the gutter

I was 17 wen he kicked us 3 to the gutter the stupid mother fucker

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

Man i grew up in the gutter, so fuck them others,

Dark past not but me in the gutter

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Who thought that light could shine on a spot in the gutter,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,