This is a song about "1990 2014"

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Love smothering widows til they freaking under the sheets

Private plane, my seat recline

Starting out now 2014... i shine

I'm promise you're pussy to me fucker you nothin to me

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Fuck healing i'm killin and sinning, shove venom in cuts

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm running amok in a village of villians and sluts

Lemme grab my chair, some rum then it's back to square one,

All up in her backspace like a delete button