This is a song about "Man thinks hes sick with goocie and armarny"

Good kids make bad grown ups

He thinks he's tall and got muscles

Duck and aflac fear in his peer with sick flu spit

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Man i'm so fuckin sick i got ambulances pullin me over and shit

You can disown him or stone him

And if ya boy thinks yo a virgin

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

I'll pray to god in church and ask if hes merged with a rapper

Maybe you luck out and meet someone that thinks you're handsome.

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

You're fed up with the way things are going, you're poor and sick and tired