This is a song about "Song about hugo"

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Instead of singin' the same song

I know my daddy gone

Can barely finish a song

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I "wrote" this "song" [about my transition to the cloud, back

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

// this song is all about the inequality in the world

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

How 'bout i talk about pimps and hoes when i go write a song,

They got me trapped

I made a song at camp

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Perhaps you'll learn something about you through this song/

Help us find our inner song

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong