This is a song about "Morgan getting beat up by heidi"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Getting flooded by anxiety, feeling conquered,

I'm getting drowned by all the doubt's that i have

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Getting blowed like ashes by a chick that has an accent

Tearing this beat up, tough tough,

That will be enough

No more getting chased by space cadets.

And everybody's having sex

Getting beat on a daily basis i resorted to an escape.

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate