This is a song about "Surviving in a rentals whilst animatronics try killing and escaping into the world"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I stabbed the world in the back and formed a style thats abstract

So when ya see me nigga

The world look in the mirror, a,

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

It's just a normal day in the world

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Shot a man twice in the back when he tried escaping

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Whilst i puff this hash and dub the ash into your massive ass and laugh,

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

We original officially the most original

I ain't no mathematician but i gotta stay constant with content in this crap im living

Get sliced, erase if you try escape i'm the type of great with bars as vicious a barbarians killing/

These joints here not found at the mall

Whilst i roll up in a big ball,