This is a song about "Tomasic i 30 ljudi"

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

Disgusted, not even in the top 30? bitch i'm almost top six/

30 second submission ain't even staged, it ain't good luck when i break both ya legs

Uh, my mind still lurkin' on rappad figurin' out who to murk next

30 person overdose on one o, the phonies know

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I gather fanatics and there's nothin that i would rather have/