This is a song about "Stolen lives"

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Their taking lives and twisten em

Leave them with a smaller buzz, lowest thing, vagina swollen

Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings

We are having the time of our lives

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Like jewlery in pawnshops that tends to get stolen

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Racism stands tall with his smoking gun, a child's life stolen

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

The person you love just gets stolen and causes commotion

But this ain't physics or rocket science

You know i........ keep wondering why our lives