This is a song about "Your handicaped"

My conscious only knew whats half tight

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

And everybody's having sex

Your just signing your death so mind your threats

Your gonna gratify

That new c-l fly

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

Your on fire.. your on fire

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Straight shots don’t toast champagne