This is a song about "Observation and inferance"

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Social conditioning and

This how i hear it different

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Living young and wild and free

This is like riding through the city

Double m-g not to mention we got that

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Got shows on top of shows

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Catch you up on places i've been