This is a song about "Soucial casualty"

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Anxious but laughable rappers, passing collateral status

Ya better kno lyfe b4 u meet death

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Not that you already got brain damage from rock

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Bricks, cement and mortar couldn't repair the damage i caused her,

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

The damage is major, hoping it all gets better

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Please call the ambulence i think i had accident

Is to wrongfully accuse bullshit criminality to get the usa another fatality.

Blowin my speakers from real muthaphuckin gs by eazy e, now count to three what do u see,

Added insult to injury, turned it to a long misery

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree