This is a song about "Analysis prolapse"

Me and kid kick it wild back and forth like red and meth,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

I must go like fly route

With out doubt i wont back out

See you rot,on the same banana,make your bars slip

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

They'll put shivers in your spines,

All the time with this glock of mines

This bag is from seattle

Plowed forth took a open battle

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

The doctors at the hospital did an analysis

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Your lies are fake as george bush/