This is a song about "Charlotte the harot"

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Because you gotta finish a paper

I'm the operator, the administrator.

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Ripped the gown around the blouse,

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

The bigger the the fun

I am not the only one

That's why she ignore my flowers

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Take the exit, the nearest left

Half your body laying on my chest