This is a song about "My roommate phil"

See my pain through my eyes,

What we gotta do to survive

A coward dies a thousand deaths

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

My cash effected, my brain insane,

And my niggas all the same

They got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot upi'm convinced self-defense is the way

Barbecue meals laughing having a blasttill you met a roommate it was our doomsday