This is a song about "Kyan evans"

But we jus maintain with faint thoughts of having better pain

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Always choose the right ones never let it fade

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Grab out a blade make his future fade, away slowly, knowingly,

Of real spittin and rappin/ your career about to sink like a ship missin a captain

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

This battle's suicide, here's a rope noose for you to sink in,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

They hit me with everything except the kitchen sink

You're gonna sink in the river, with no liver

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

The other day to my dismay, another face fades in the fade

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate