This is a song about "No sense"

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I'm coming cause i'm back and this made no sense.

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Unorthodox, intersects like incest, so in a sense,

It still makes no sense to me

And its simple as that baby

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Im a little tense in case this dont make no sense

He taught me how to write spit and fuck up those with no common sense

Yeah, i had this little bad thing something like them tens

Always had a sense of doubt,

So i turn to look and find out