This is a song about "3am in middlbury"

Knocked out in the lunch in

Girl listen, trying to position

Convertibles with turbo jets

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

See i walked in while she creeped in.

Riding around without a fuck given

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Just before they seen my money in the green

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe