This is a song about "After"

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

After eating burgers and chips

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

With wit to make you frail right after

Get the fuckin ra after your

Ima go until my arm's sore

I'll fuck you after i strike

Working day or night

Thank god i found you

After all ive been through,

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Because after it's tapered

Sippin' shots crippen after

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her