This is a song about "World issue"

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

So i said bye to rap saw the issue at hand

Not a care in the world

But i murder him first

We left em a world that's cursed

Heard all over the world

You bout the issue bro, cus ive been though more shit then a tissue roll.

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

Feelin top of the world

Long as she come to me first

Get porunga to give you bigger balls so you'd issue

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

We need to talk about this issue, every minute's the limit,