This is a song about "How much i want bib dead"

About how much i can't be without you,

The boa know they loving the crew

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

As a kid, i can tell you how much i felt disrespect,

At his funeral i pleaded how much he will be missed,

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

Cant stress on how much i love this stuff.

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Because no matter how much i think

And you could find interest

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

I really don't expect much, all i want is a little respect/

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

Fuck it, you don't even know how much i cried

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

How i ever got in so much pummelin',