This is a song about "Those things could ve done"

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

We' ve got opportunities to create

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

And, i could step into the store and say give me those

Feelin' those things that i missed

Don't cross me like you atheist

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Man i'm scared of those things, they give me the shivers

For those precious things i am truly thankful for all i have.

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half

How could he do that to those who he claims to love,

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

I´ve got those scars on my wrist that nobody can see

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby