This is a song about "Why everything goes wrong"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I'm sorry for everything, that's why i'm writing this letter

But it aint wrong, so why the hate

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

So listen this is how it goes

No, no, we are not those

Here they keep a rachet close

Ever wonder where the sun goes

Most times when a liquor all gone

Preserver and prove me wrong.

Imma take this where nobody goes

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Nos, however the name goes,

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Motherfucker wherever he goes

And these shape-shifting hoes