This is a song about "Andy warhol"

I call em up, they might fall through

Miss "you" miss cues and misuse one's menu

When i went to the bath room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

But i still rap like i'm on my pharoahe monch grind

No it ain't easy

I miss my cable tv

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

I’m the reason rapper’s sleep with the lights on/

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Exposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing

Hit you with a 2x4, then you will be feeling board,

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford