This is a song about "Save a victim who has fallen through the ice"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Yo this raps just like a horror film, youre the victim in trouble

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

The man who made me follow things through.

The victim that i capture often aren't like a tea kettle

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Just an introduction, must have fallen under their spell, victim of abduction

It's not that i don't need ya but see yaand i hope you understand why i'm bustin

Till i fire up on the victim

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

Your just a burnt up hater who has strife

The man who made me follow things through.

You know i’m better off without you