This is a song about "Make it sparkle like the fourth of july"

It weighs heavy in our minds and is part of the decision when we make it.

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Put the gold in a heater make it melt like plastic

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

They need a shovel just to make it out the door to get more of it

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

None of us would ever make it through the red scare

Oh ya, like that, make it thick

Killing these niggas off quick

Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Committin' those letter crimes unpredictable like weather in july

We got the money, now let's make it flip like gymnastics,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks