This is a song about "I am a play maker your trash"

A witty lyricist maybe i dunno i just play

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Though. i got that liquid courage and aspiration, take your girl maker her bounce

Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Your live could've been a blast, you were strong, but now, you're gonna die, trash and forlorn

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

I am setting a new theme make sure your watching this lead

The devil at the dance hall thirsty for a partner

What can i do about your pain, i am not a doctor

This was a quick trash i hope yours is not as wack!

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say i'm not. wolf gang