This is a song about "A user"

Half your body laying on my chest

Its gonna be a a test

Is written in our souls, africa

A rebel and a cop, savior and a na-

But i guess that shit's just tough love

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

Its a challenge breaking a habit

You gone make me flip then split your shit

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I ---still---- got that maneuver that cannot be used by any user

Faxed a train, and killed a jam, cracks unchained a skilled lamb,

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

Take a kitkat take a break,

See my hands start to shake