This is a song about "Weary fawn"

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Weary kids paranoid cause we chose to share highs

Give us this day, our daily bread

Black clouds circle my weary head

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Got a fresh slug loaded, but its a fawn

Weary kids paranoid cause we chose to share highs

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

And make emcees weary to the point where their sharing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

My profile makes me appear cute as a fawn

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

I've been prosecuted for terror because my minds sick and ill/

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill

Every time i'm at detroit, i've been very weary

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really