This is a song about "Something that doesnt make sense"

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Maybe in his vison, morals wouldn't make any sense.

What you bust still sucks, an obituary's sanctuary don't make sense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Like "loot at me!", yeah that makes a lot of sense

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Hell-bent on denting any rapper who doesn't make sense/

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Barely make cash, they wonder, it doesn't #make #the #sense,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense