This is a song about "A spaniard in austin"

Inside we are coming in a

You're fucking with me, nigga

Guess i'm in a love slump

But nah, he is quite different

It's just a phase you're in,

Visions, dreams of passion

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

Like a czar,like austin powers im feeling randy and carlcee,other then them

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

A face of evil in a new form

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Your new man got my respect

With a 9 in the belt