This is a song about "The bler"

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

I put these poems all in these songs

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Endless the days, forever the nights,

As the tao converted the thief

I say "stay", she wanna leave

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,