This is a song about "Tin"

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Play fable, fightin' like a tin, contempt when they all say "come get me"

A sound of tin breaking my reflections, start inspection

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

My heart is like bent tin

This is my ambition

Yea that medicine and that tin can?

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

It was hard to quitstarted out drinkin’ forties moved to harder shitgoddamn, now i’ma grown man

Your not to blame i always win i will eat you up and spit you into a tin can

Never gave a fuck just like a man made out of tin

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position