This is a song about "The catigorical imperative"

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Saw the bombs on the news

With women with issues

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

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Little more weed, first class seats

Thinkin of the the dreams

Endless the days, forever the nights,

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

One time for the ville that cole rep

Metal chair is imperative