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

Must be fucked up inside yo brain,

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

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

Me on the streets to pimp me/ how fucked up is that to imprint

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

Talkin' about how life can be,

Walk that body, talk that body

My already fucked up life

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

Now all i can think about is how you've fucked with her head

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Oops she's only sixteen, how fucked up of me

My life is almost as fucked up as your mind is.

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english