This is a song about "I made it all look painless"

No tats dey for my arm

And i made it and i napalm

When your talking about how you made it, i hate it

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Don't worry i'll make it fast and painless

Just look at all the crap i extinguished

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Shit, all that is sad? ain't it, for those people who never made it,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

I have almost made it through,

A twenty somethin cup

I made all this shit up

It was my home by i made die

Three j's took me this high