This is a song about "Charlotte the harot"

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Say bye bye to her

Than the birds on the wire

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

The trigger or the chair

But now it's more declare

I'm the operator, the administrator.

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

My buzz is like cocaine

After the fire, comes the rain