This is a song about "Parking lot"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Life can get a whole lot a whole lot messy,

Well man i do the yacht

We’ve been through a lot

When i'm on it, on it like my job

I smoke mad blunts and drink a lot

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Pour a lot of cyanide

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Release the song, cash the lot

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Fans show a lot of love for yosef

Water nowadays has lot of chemicals

Amen, they say you only live once

Just searching for the perfect shot

My niggas out here trapping a lot