This is a song about "Lint roller"

20 cents and a ball of lint

Been blood with them bricks, pimp

It's a roller coaster babe, and sometimes i catch myself throwing up,

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Roller, can't decide which way to roll over/

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Oh the shame... i'm flowin like some roller blades

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

You gotta make sure you aim right

Life is like a roller coaster ride

A complete mess but still i ride the roller coaster of life

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

We go up and down like an old roller coaster