This is a song about "Rage quir"

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

You can scream and you can cry, just release all that rage,

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Methamphetamine fuelled rage killed four today

Then some lady named billie holiday

And i doubt that ever change

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

You redundant, you never ever change

Recognize every rhyme or i just may rage