This is a song about "Cy falls eagles"

Whirlwind in my halls/ falls here/

Ghost in the hook so real

Is a space that now you hold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Until night falls and in his little box house he prays

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I'm everything that they call nice

She has a heart attack an falls to her knees

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Sweater falls i loved them most

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

As my blood level falls

Kirko paint her walls