This is a song about "Urge"

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Using all my will power to prevent the urge to slam you in the cement

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

He burned the doob, an upsetting mess with no the urge to move

I've got the urge to smite this nerd that types

I speak to cj often and sometimes

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

So why do i feel the urge to cry and tell you "look i tried"

Westboro baptist- nah i cant even call yall a church

Kind of chill but every now and then i get this violent urge,