This is a song about "Zac carver"

Through troubled times, i find ease with my maker

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

So many haters, callin' me faker, money maker.

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort

Makin anything happen, im the maker.. say word?

Though. i got that liquid courage and aspiration, take your girl maker her bounce

Our lyrics attack more savagely than a siberian bloodhound fuck off clowns

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Momma always said id end up a trouble maker

We're all cursed like that bu the maker

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Chosen by the maker of sin. temptation is the bitch that got me in..

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

My skin is so cut up i look like a tiger, but im a cutter,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for