This is a song about "Priorities"

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Messing up priorities and mindlessly living their lives,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Our priorities are fucked up,when somebody makes it,"it's just luck"

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Consumin' all your cash for their own priorities

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Cause i cant do what people expect from me its like theyre priorities are to high up on a shelf

Worried and scared, knowing i'm going to see the cemeterymust be prepared in this cold world, no one cares