This is a song about "Bouncing back of a light raqy after hitting a surface"

Now on the surface you seem like a pretty good rapper,

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

On a block after a match of boxing

After all this is a chorus and i am back

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Girl you got a lovely outer surface

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

"thud" there goes your head, bouncing around like a

Scrap back to the block cause it be bouncing like a pogo

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

We were striding through life, they were a guidance of light

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right