This is a song about "I m fuckerd up"

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Small, but you talkin' big

And no nigga gon love you

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

To liberate yourself, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya