This is a song about "I got to go"

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

Im wastin punchlines but i got so many to spare i just thought of another one that might go here

Now i got to go but i will be back,

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Can just go ahead and cruise, he got nothing to lose

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Acting like you real or something

I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still

I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming