This is a song about "Sam and dean"

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

To the old times when happiness was a dean

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Fresher than me, never

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

For the sake of rhyme, throw in herb dean

Even uncle sam agrees.

Got her going down, no teeth

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different