This is a song about "Blah"

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

So i, just pull out the bazooka (blah)

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Our children must be taught, of africa

Graaaaahhhh blah pooo cheee leeee meeeee ten unique words before saving

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting