This is a song about "Tools"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Mixed with diluted cider brewed with, tools from al-qaeda units

School is for fools, bitches, fags, tools

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Where i interact with more tools

One time for the girls with the right shoes

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

Grab all the test tubes, the best tools, compressin' joules 'til they blast off

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Binding us to slavery tools,

Fear in his eye, his pupils are flooding, his new tools are muddy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Take you and your friends to blade and tools