This is a song about "The boston massacre"

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

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

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

Get an ak and massacre you all with gold all in each coat

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Sandy hook didn't happen boston marathon jeez