This is a song about "Wired"

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

Saying i'm wack well he's the next liar to get his fuckin' neck wired

So they just paint wired

Look, cole world, still a cold world

Send them niggas, they gone listen like we wired up

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin outlawzbefore i leave, make sure everybody heard

I think i'm starting to get tired, let me wake up dink a couple energy drinks and get wired

Of being of always getting wired

Being broke and it's a diddy ass world

She say she love me more than anything

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

I'll carry him and throw him into some wired barbs