This is a song about "Cement"

They have no food, and they sleep on the cement

Carol city or was it the west

Of my penis in hard cement

Life has put her to the test

I shine like something in the sky

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

Drown you alive in wet cement

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Rappers then cement their feet and leave them sleep in the creek

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Using all my will power to prevent the urge to slam you in the cement

Bricks, cement and mortar couldn't repair the damage i caused her,

You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter