This is a song about "Life cant get no worst"

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Cant get no resident. i hit the club and spend your paycheck,

No....u cant handle these weapons!

They bringing me fish and chips

Life is real but there's no need to get emo

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

You cant get your fat head round this.

Uppity bitches, handling business

It's no blessing, it's the worst form of suppression

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

And everybody's having sex

Cuz you cant get no one else

Cant blame society, for the rioting,no sobriety,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Cant you see it wont get better