This is a song about "Zach mazer"

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

Come at me i dare you to you a mare

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

Whenever someone brings up that topic my heart gets cut like wood

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Ain't no women at the shows

Meanwhile a problem rose...

We race foreign cars, custom models

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Every day, my morning wood made me pass out, there's no way they