This is a song about "Message"

So please understand this message i'm peeping in your ear

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

So, i could understand the true message

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

I'm trying to send a message to help your mind grow,

And i'm still wondering what was the whole message

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

My mama smoked so god damn much

Pressing the hateful message

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I'll desecrate ya, message creates a deathly crater,

The message that i'm urged to prove:

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth