This is a song about "Talk m"

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

M v p like steve nash

No one-half and i hate math

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

When you keep em right beside you

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser