This is a song about "Nathan the iiot"

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

The bigger the the fun

He’s tha only one

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

The game plan, the game plan

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

I know you're mad, but so what

Stuck in the in the tub,

Choked the one on the throne

Know i just call it head phone