This is a song about "Your handicapped"

Or something that you paid for

Your on fire.. your on fire

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Or babies they raisin

Stop your hesitation,

To increase my ends

Your family, your friends,

It ain't where i been

About your condition,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Making you look handicapped

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast