This is a song about "Thugs long song"

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Maybe i'm singing the wrong song

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Song is turnin into one long poem.

Been faded way too long, ill just sing this song

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

1:06 // verse 1: girl with the long hair, i wrote you a song prayer

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

Everyday a star is born

Help us find our inner song

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Been faded way too long, ill just sing this song