This is a song about "I m in a trailer"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

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

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Came from a pail of garbage, hard as nails, trailer parks,

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

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

Before my grandmother died in the trailer we lived in

Everybody finger point in your direction