This is a song about "Jim crow laws the new south georgia s economy and georgia post reconstruction"

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Post cards and my letters

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

And post the shit on instagram

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Is it defying the laws of physics and science

Your performing magic tricks and breaking the laws of psychics

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And like light post i be shining in the dark

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

The economy were i am has less chance of profession and your better

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

These situations ain’t too shocking given the economy,