This is a song about "I m going"

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

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

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

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

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

I"m the designated driver

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter