This is a song about "Punishment or reward"

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Emotional or physically

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

Is on the sister or brother, or the father or mother,

Win or lose red or blue we must all stay true

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

That's what rains for

You can hear me now or

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

But if ya knew real rap you could see this great rap as a reward.

Bad bitches get low

If they be man or hoe.

His face is up on the bulletin board with a reward

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

So we just reward the demons to escort n' support the evens