This is a song about "Come"

I also come with shut eyes

Right flows down and they might go nice

Make way 'cause here i come....

Come get some, you little bum

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

Got racks you don’t understand

But i've come to the conclusion

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Brand new drop, i'm riding through harlem

Don't wait for him, he'll never come

Come near me (come near me)

But i think i like that, just maybe

And whatever may come

Magic city tipping them

Flyer then the rest of them

And whatever may come