This is a song about "Wrappers"

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Unwhitty whippersnapping nappers unwilling to snap cause i'd trash em like wrappers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

While you tryin to make a living, picking wrappers.

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years