This is a song about "Stress types in earthquakes"

I just play my part make moves like chess

Success is best/unless the stress

So bare with me im many types of cray.

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

Yes sir, please confess

I smoke og kuch fuck stress

Probably ain't hood, we got stress in the ghetto,

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

I've got the urge to smite this nerd that types

I speak to cj often and sometimes

I'm hoping i confess

Kids giving their parents bad stress

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

But so much stress in our shoulders like a veteran tours,