This is a song about "Parking lot"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Discarding what i'm regarding, dreams parking, hells bombarding

Red dots cause i’m red hot

We’ve been through a lot

Over me the same peeps that have died

Pour a lot of cyanide

And i got a lot from pushing a lot of product

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

There've been a lot o' rainy days, a lot in my life.

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Water nowadays has lot of chemicals