This is a song about "Scars and bruises"

We be in the party like we own that bar

Because you left these scars, and its you i want to spar

But ill still have physical scars

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

It's useless, we're stuck with permanent bruises, it's stupid,

I'm coming back to shock and awe, keep running, squawkin' with your clotted scars,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Distorted from scars physically and mentally with no destination

Bruises from tip-to-toe and as he grows his bubble-wrap smalls.

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Either way it's either a body or a couple of bruises

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

This prison, is only here today. scars, scars don't stay, they run away.

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today