This is a song about "Moral standards"

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Lost in cigarette's no moral as well just letters wrote by frustration

I speak ideologies but don't meet standards, you see:

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

My moral of this rhyme, is to watch your back online,

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

If you don't like the standards by which i live by, then fuck you!

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Set you on fire like tires breaking apart your moral fibers

Sweet, okay makes sense

All he gets is moral debts,

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Add up to my standards if you keep coming with that bland shit

So whats the moral of this story?

Once as a slave who imagined being free