This is a song about "I wish the dead musicians could come back"

Everything my people did, i wish that i could take it back,

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Ones but i didn't really mean it i wish i could go back in time lord and apologize

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Wish i could put these feelings into words

Come back with some shit that's so crazy it'll bring the dead up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

What's the deal with the nets though

I wish my girl could play the banjo

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Wish i could stuff all you

I wish that we could all come together, east and the west. north and

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

I wish we could meet in the ring, go round to round