This is a song about "My nickname"

And you can tell everyone

Grab my knife and my gun

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

My words are my rhythm

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

And i put that on my name

My cash effected, my brain insane,

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

That's what rains for

My nickname is stoner