This is a song about "Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world"

Bitch, they call it motor city

The right side of my brain be

That'll be slowing the motion of the flowing ive woven

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Is this the sort of man you want to be?

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Whoever crowned you the king of the school should be drowned/

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

They just need convincing like malcolm little

Bought a brand new car for my after party

The width of your hips is way thicker than your waist be

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Of the people in world, and i'd be the source