This is a song about "A girl called manuela"

Right flows down and they might go nice

By a gang called the police

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

That is called being a problem setter

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,

A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

To a harder prescription drug called valium like, yeah that's great

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible