This is a song about "I didn t picture you dieng"

I give you a halo to reach on the picture placed on your tombstone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

I don't care what it did to them

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Fuck this image i'll show you a real picture

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Can't find no one to watch her kids, so she pay her sister

None of them wouldn`t understand the message i deliver

So i thought you needed a brighter picture, insight that withers/

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers