This is a song about "Thirty eight"

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

The next thirty seconds i didn't understand

But the meg count's off half down to one twenty eight

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

The next thirty seconds i didn't understand

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

I chose to make mistakes at the age of eight

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Been locked up eight years on the real

I dont really shakespeare

My path's in eight lanes, eight chains, great word play

Mary jane keeps me high like every day