This is a song about "Stoke on trent"

Cause i already moved on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Nail to 2 tha coffin

They pick on him and step on him

I could go on and on and on for hours,

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Fucked off to stoke to meet her new bloke

Your on fire.. your on fire

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

New message from mom

Feel your chest on top on

You cant grab on whats on the news

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Relying on myself

I like rollin' with friends