This is a song about "Hid you kids and hid your wife"

Your last image is you seeing your wife

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

‘cuz he never hid the truth, was always spilling the rock,

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

And your wife in my basement bound to enslavement

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

The air that consumed me has all but vanished and hid away

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

Now in that better life kids and wife don't always have to be implemented,

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Even if he listened and hid, i would of found