This is a song about "Its financial on my own shit now delicate crazy rock but now sediment"

He feels on top, nobody doper, now he got his own brochure

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

Instead of pulling them out of my own mind, but now this time when i rhyme they're mine,

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

You have now entered the inner thoughts of my own mind

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

Frozen, i'm going insane / cloaked like a ghost but i've broken my chains

But now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

Now in my hand...i have my own earned money

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Now put your mouth on my dick and swallow its contents

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

But its my day to day life now, livin without my wife now. cancer up and

Do this shit on all my own, bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch