This is a song about "Sadness and anger"

Saddle and wave, i killed cattle and crave sadness

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

I held back my anger and comebacks

A filthy cesspool of anger, hate and regrets

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I'm the definition of sadness and bawl

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

And beckon the beast that dwells and awaits to devour our anger

Mixed with pain, anger, and hateful rage, the essence of youth,

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

I was the nerd of the town and i feel more anger

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

And now i'll release anger, on this damn mic i'm breathing life,

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price