This is a song about "Hiding in your shadows"

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

But it’s hard to when you run and hide in the shadows of mine

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Haha ya got scared when i saw ya hiding underneath your jacket,

And the truth been in hiding

But he don't rule a thing

And i'm hiding in your closet and imma come out of that shit like jason collins

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

In the shadows of dark with no light around

Evidently, im a killing accessory, thats why im hiding in a supplementary factory,

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Are only going nsa on your ass, hiding the truth

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm