This is a song about "Your will is bleak"

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

All to have a shift in your will.

I will drink your ashes

And i need you to show me love

He will make a song that is stating and hating all of your sins

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

She is far bizarre

Your team will crash like nascar

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

It's just textbook stuff

Man i will call your bluff

The odds your jaws will drop is astromonically high

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly