This is a song about "List"

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

A complete stranger added me to her prayer list

Im young and restless got an mc head list

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

Level 10 and you ain't even on my hit list,

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

A fever in disguise this guy's high's sufficed with this list

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Give you a reason to put me on you're kill list.

I already cleared my hit list now i gotta to do list

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Hit you first on my hit list,

You was bigger than an artist

And i tell my kids to burn their wish list,

That burden's on my soul as long i exist