This is a song about "Homelessness and surivial"

And once i'm dead and gone

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Every night i stroke hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

I'm doing the same thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

My lady, my baby

Living young and wild and free

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

And nasty remains and bones

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Jt: didn't get a gift for her