This is a song about "The scorch trials"

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

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

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

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

The more battles the better the flows

The bigger the the fun

They had a hell of a run

Me from all the trials and tribulations coming my way the devil tried to tempt me

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

The name of the game is