This is a song about "Washed up"

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Imma be all i can be, you niggas washed up

Rich white and black white-washed men/

So we can live again

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

Who gets his rocks off in the showers staring down the trousers of some washed up rapper

Tell me anything you want

Overdosed on that garbage, brain washed

Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

That shit was wack as fuck

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

See, where i come from is hard

But my god had my sins washed!