This is a song about "Blah blah"

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Graaaaahhhh blah pooo cheee leeee meeeee ten unique words before saving

Blah! they're dead and joined the same death bed as their daughter,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Used to call me the african don dada

So i, just pull out the bazooka (blah)

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada