This is a song about "Will for survival"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Survival is endless i've learned from the game systems

Survival ways are what the leviathal portrays

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Will only go for guys with mercedes,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

For something to kill with your power a will

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Thats why nobody will do shit for you

For when i'm gone the world will unite

Them people see my good side

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle