This is a song about "Your lining"

Stuck in this game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Your on fire.. your on fire

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

So i can understand police victims

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

I ain't talkative neither

Your on fire.. your on fire

Your family, your friends,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Spray the fifth, gator kicks