This is a song about "The climate"

The bigger the the fun

There are times when you'll need someone

Still the man with the pan

Wolf gang, wolf gang

I'm why baby mommas leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

Saw the bombs on the news

Zero options to choose

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad

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

Endless the days, forever the nights,

When i get my hands on nines

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

Where would i be without my dogs