This is a song about "Television"

We can rearrange, be more selective, instead of television,

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

'cuz stereotypes on television make 'em think i'm wealthy,

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

Verse one: i remember when you could turn on the television

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

'cuz stereotypes on television make 'em think i'm wealthy,

I hope you hit me by 3, i'm incoherent by the evening

The television deceiving, altering the message you receiving

On television all we see are just these rich white kids,

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

See me on the television set, warrants everywhere

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there