This is a song about "Pal camp"

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Soup pal every night i'm fucking a new gal i go straight to bed never let them

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

In 3 months im headed to boot camp, girls say im cool

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

I made a song at camp

The faker they shakin' my hand

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Haha well thats where you're wrong pal, this shit is rotten

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

Hey pal goodbye ,this site must block such a motherfucken guy

Your situation becomes rocky, you drag a pal low

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow