This is a song about "Priorities"

Messing up priorities and mindlessly living their lives,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Consumin' all your cash for their own priorities

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Get your priorities straight and have your groceries paid

Where every recipient, property of the state

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

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

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