This is a song about "Synthetic synovial implant"

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

But if your not coming, know that i already give your family my best regards!

Riding around without a fuck given

Batting my head with a rolling pin

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

Serial killer neighborhood to gangsta to lock the door

Or inject a lethal dose of poison until i close my eyes,

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

On the way there the traffic was dead lock

Put a fuckin’ hole in the flo’

Ima keep that on the low

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Best friends in hospital i dont know what to do,go to some bitches house and just screw,