This is a song about "Bridge"

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

The sirens are gone, shit, i just stand and i look at the bridge...

Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one had relinquished his bridge to the gutters

She want to me to pick her but iv never seen a chick worse

(bridge, different slower tempo.)

Spending money when your wallet gets low

It's mostly white people, the homeless under the bridge,

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Just so i can drive it off the bridge yeah, call me stan

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

Snap her adam's apple, have a laugh, and toss her off a bridge

Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away