This is a song about "Lowell massachusetts in the 90s"

He a message, i'm the runner

In the heat of the summer,

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the face of the outside.

Which you know i'm different, right

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

The realist in the game

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Helping the the position that i'm in