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

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Till i fire up on the victim

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

Strap my victim down on a table, bashed him like the man was abel

Fallen through the time hole and cant get back

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Who has the right to reign,

Trying to renovate the game

Let me rideuntil i get free

A crest-fallen prodigy

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Your just a burnt up hater who has strife

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Surf through the extremists and save the epithet i have set.

I need a backyard full court size

Who am i, through the cries,