This is a song about "Andy webb"

Quick as a zip wire

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

You bitches with a garrote wire cause

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

My papa saw that sad anger wire

Unify them, mob through, take over and

George washington, and the rest in the basement

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire/

You ever paid attention in there? me either

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

When i rap its like my life is on the wire

Than the birds on the wire

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Yes sir, please confess

There made out of carbon mesh!