This is a song about "What s eart"

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I don't give a fuck what the 80's did

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still