This is a song about "Well i used to work at ydc"

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Talented at many things guess i was molded well

To accept we got shit i feel used

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

He used to be the greatest performer at wrestlemania history

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

I don't wear nice things on my body, it doesn't work well

Influence i used to fight with

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

I work at dolly dimples, flip pizzas for a living

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

Scanner on my dresser, i work at home

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Whenever i used to get bruised

So i banged for a minute