This is a song about "Remember lost ones"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Know it's time for the red ones

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Televised everywhere i dyed and remember

We must come together an mourn for the 9 little ones that have lost their lives

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

// [we're the ones who made you]

What preceded was the clue

Don't give a fuck, litter life

I lost mona,i lost wife

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Remember i used to bang with bad ones

Always together in the darkest dark times and the brightest bright ones

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks