This is a song about "She can get head for a point"

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth

Shoot a cop in the head and get 15 high fives

Who know this be the life that i really live

Got a bitch scared to the point where she wet her bed

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

You wish i was a restaurant, cause you can get served for free.

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth

They calling me often to offer me walls

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice