This is a song about "Moral standards"

‘cuz being honest and moral doesn’t sell to the mindless youth,

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

With beliefs and some standards screaming to command you

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

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

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

God mc oh my god you gotta see

So whats the moral of this story?

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Signallin the angels of my newest moral failures