This is a song about "Wellness recovery action plan"

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

Who really thought that they all was about that action

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

Collapse, recovery, relapse eminem's 2 album titles in a cliche

No recovery in sight, so there was no use to fight.

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Like plastic action figures

Penncounting pennys over tha years

It's just my master plan.

Drop top on this thang

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery" cause there is no chance,

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Bigger than the prez's plan

Fifth wheel on the back just hang