This is a song about "I m chopping people into piece s"

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

And she throws up whatever she eats

Piece up mind to put it into beats

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

I'll meet you in the sky

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

At the park i bump into people tryin to make mad,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Into the ground every day in every way, i'mma bash ém