This is a song about "Cover"

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

But now it's more declare

U cover every bare

Smother with a chloroform covered cover,

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

Superhero cover

When we not in summer

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Not a single verse she can't cover

I do it to cover up my pain

Never let the game play youand for the fame

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Cover our habitation in bullshit, no ventilation

Dirt lines cover all ya mothers' lover

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for