This is a song about "Living life as a homeless kid"

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Let's pretend he liked hobbies he could do as a kid,

As it slips through your toneless lips borderline homeless,

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

'cuz y'all make about as much sense as a fucking homeless man,

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

Living my life like a journey, everyday is a quest,

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

I have a father, he didn't leave me as a kid

Living like a menace as i'm guaping like some spinach dip

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see