This is a song about "Real shit and how society is fucked up"

Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (huh?)

How beautiful are thou, africa

So i wanna see what kinda fucked up shit is in yours

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

But shit fucked up and got tricky

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

No shit! this is my daily hobby, it's all fucked up in my body//

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Wind up and been bind to where society assigned/

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Oops she's only sixteen, how fucked up of me

And stand up to society,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free