This is a song about "Pick up the pieces"

And anabolism who picks up the pieces and rebuilds the door

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

Took my heart and buried it deep, left me to sweep up the pieces and quietly weep.

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Bein sensible, take the ladder and pick up the cakes

It's fucking dangerous the way i pick the razors up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Cut him up, put the pieces in a case

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Meanwhile the family losing pieces,

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder

When i'm cutting up the pieces of the skin like a barber,