This is a song about "This shit fucked up"

So i wanna see what kinda fucked up shit is in yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

I'm fucked up and this fucking feeling like 8 miles,

Readin the news you see some fucked up shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Trolling, trolling, that's fucked up

My already fucked up life

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

He is the reason i have this fucked up mind.

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

I'd rather eat a fucking bullet than put up with this shit

My teenage years were fucked up,

So i ain't giving a fuck