This is a song about "Johnny and jacob being my boys"

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Then i raped and murdered your three little boys!

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

I'm my own human being and i wish you could be seeing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Lookin at my boys like

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Carolina where i made it from

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel