This is a song about "Ana in russia"

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

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

And i can get em all without lots of effort

In every thought, in every word

It ain't where i been

Knocked out in the lunch in

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

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

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

But we be having that jersey

Rest in peace in my loving memory

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Toddlers in tiaras,

On the slow jam of love