This is a song about "Lost loved ones"

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

You were never loved, faggot

I really love my miami crew

// [we're the ones who made you]

My true form is denial and arrogance yet i seem to be wearing acceptance

Never loved during adolescence, only thing i loved were smoke sessions,

By those that you once loved

Dc star, a pg legend

I lost mona,i lost wife

Nigga livin the life

All these drugs just to feel loved.

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

After , many loved lost what a disaster , my heart left fractured , the meaning of

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush