This is a song about "A woman called mia mor"

A working genius, a work of art

Of a woman with a broken heart.

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Remember to always treat a woman right

A strong word called investment

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

By a gang called the police

That'll do anything that i please

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

It must be christmas because i'm giving you a gift that's called..

Half your body laying on my chest

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

If a grown woman is comfortable with her sexuality,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

I need a woman whos amazing that can do right