This is a song about "Strain"

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Nothing remains, no matter what insane strain, grain it

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

But i receive hypnotherapy, my rain is a grain or pain pull my rhyme strain,

Ever since i was a little motherfucker wantin to hangi can see 'em in my head, pow

But man dude that alaskan thunderfuck fucked my brains out, i wanna another strain now,

I aim to cause strain until your cranium busts,

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

All the strain, i lost it and didn't obey our rules, was acting gay

Can't complain, smoked some weird shit and i found a new strain.

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

This life has just become a strain,

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

They're noisy they just strain me and my ego