This is a song about "Shadow clones"

Gratitude for access to the shadow of greatness

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

That doesn't wanna let go so this shadow

I miss you at my recent show

Now that's six cops found on that ground

I am the shadow that lingers around

I'm scared of my own shadow

Got it matching though

Yeah, broken ass bones, and shattered hearts, faggots follow faggots like theyr fuckin clones,

Figure this out, the king of the south, i'm poppin' bones from shotgun homes,

Ill be doing shows, groupies tryna chant but i don't fuck wit clones they

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

In the shadow he is learking and jerking when

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

A shrouded cloaked confounded shadow protective hateful entity.