This is a song about "Someone finding something i hid from them"

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

Cause i saw the positive on the stick you hid

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

I heard something from the back, damn girl why are you screaming

Why dont someone do something

In my drawsring, ring, ring

I stuck flowers in the barrels sent sent them adrift from shore

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

From fear of the same stuff, i give them the tailor

Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio

You got something to show? i scanned from head to toe,

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

'cuz i remember poppin' off them chains from bicycle racks,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks