This is a song about "It s almost wednesday which is the day joey sucks his dads dick"

Which is the core for jealousy which lies beneath

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Risking his life for oil, which is nothing to die for

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

Is it a place where the pay sucks less?

Spending her time with him i guess

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Sickly my dick is big and weighty which had your sister tortured

It kind of sucks that my generation is clueless

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love