This is a song about "The message"

It all began with a flash now we know the message

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Tryna put the message through to the youth, gain this knowledge,

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

And i'm still wondering what was the whole message

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

I sent god the message now im waiting for the answer

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

I'm sure you got the message under the asterisk

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Ye, he he, fizzle right here , hahaha, spread the message!

Pressing the hateful message

My mama smoked so god damn much

Its a message to the scum thats still living,

My sister and them, all my niggas listening