This is a song about "Kayla the annoying firl"

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

My nigga, its all love

Where the fuck the chorus

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad