This is a song about "How fucked up life can be"

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Don't be tame or you'll get fucked up worse than hussein

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Imagine how this life would be,

How fucked up it can be,

Cause time is money

What preceded was the clue

Thats how life can turn and bite you,

Notice how none of my lines need rhymes because of my fucked up mind,

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I drunken stumbled to the classroom, fucked up as can be

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for