This is a song about "Shoutout to all the pear"

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Sphinx to all the nosey ones

Hanging on the edge of a knife. all i wanted to do was to make it all right.

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

I’m addicted to coke all the way to the core

All ready to blow, ruler of the clover

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Let me rideuntil i get free

All the way do to my knee

Trying to be illimatic, shoutout to lucifer, do justice to that classic/

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Had to deal with all the issues

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

All night we been fuckin to the beat

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried