This is a song about "They come and go"

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

You get too big and here they come trying to censor you

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Please, go back home and come up with some better words

You get too big and here they come trying to

Silent momentman, i been missing you

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Things come and they go theres no need to miss em

And remember the shit they had to go through mentally/

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Til they time come, and that time's up

That shit was wack as fuck

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

And as they go further you see em getting shorter

So come on and go on eat some of your pills

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips