This is a song about "Sprained ankle"

But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

My ex wont settle for joint custody, she controls men like puppetry,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Implement by increments my mischievous ligament

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

You didnt do it for love you did it dause you grew a bone

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

I'm throwin you a bone

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Your innocence, so give me the key