This is a song about "Peacock rebuild refit"

You use anything at your disposal to mend your condition,

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Hot as some sriracha, you're fly as a peacock

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Last chance you gotta mend your ways 'fore i send you away into lifeless.

This thin rope, lend dope, n' mend hope.

Ever since then i had no job

My broken heart you could mend

Stop it if you scared

Lost in this nonsense i can't comprehend please help me mend

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

With these raps we mend, recommend you get your best of men, to pen their weapons

Releasing albums will probably be in the rented but the doesn't stop me from independence

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

I'll take the crown even upside down as i descend, mend and tend, ascend