This is a song about "Shit sticks"

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Pinning and sticks in its ways

Lookin' for these better days

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

To something i don't deserve. words hurt more than sticks or stones.

You don't mean that, you faggot

Aint this shit easy, talkin big shit

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Don't harbour cut throats, blades and sticks with sinnin' intentions

Frozen in dismay, set upon sticks high, bloodied just for show.

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Nah, shit, my life is boring shit,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that