This is a song about "Stray crayons"

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Cos they suck so hard they're crap can stray a buck...

I got flow for days, my mind knows what to say to all you stray dog needing to be put away

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Some say the dumb stray away from school and learning.

Doin wat i do is not a sin i always keep a stray gat in the bin

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

You other brothers can’t deny

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

But i don't stray, a track out a day

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

But hey, thats okay, ill end this battle off with fuck the stray we all know that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad