This is a song about "The fact i can be used as the most recent quarter"

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

As the alive die so the gods once high can be supervised,

I used to be sick of the scrutiny/

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I got used of winning as if it's methodical so be logical

Can she be this blind to the fact that i'm seriously hurt, my name is mud? and i stem from the dirt.

Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin outlawzbefore i leave, make sure everybody heard

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

The fact that i can live without you

I was signed to aftermath after the fact

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

I found that words can be used as weapons with which i could wound,