This is a song about "Just"

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Crushing elephants them alone just

She can only live for the moment

Of yourself now everyone just

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Just pray to the lord, and you'll be just fine, son.

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Just keep it straight and just not bent

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Fucking rules so dare u bitch just

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

So i just do my best to remain true and just

These thoughts are just that, they're just thoughts

Alcohol and booty calls