This is a song about "Darkness stench thirst filth"

Armed with darkness in my heart,

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Mary doesn't seem to mind the stench of the decay,

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

Any sings of foul stench,

So take your seat on the bench

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Memories of my childhood contain nothin' but hunger and thirst

Let's have a toast for this new love

I rose out of the darkness

Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cole world

Jus let me sip this money to quinch my thirst

You sit in filth while you hate those who sit in wealth,

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips