This is a song about "Hermit crab"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Or am i just another crab in the bucket

It hurts to see a worthlessly hermit guy, why hide from your problems

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

They said man just quit this crab

You, you, you have to pay for that

And all the while i think of you

Eatin' crab out in malibu with no boo

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass

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

Turn you to hermit with your right or left hand you are married

I never fit in with them light skins

Asking for prayers from some hermit virgins