This is a song about "Departe de lumea rea"

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Stand for something or die in the morning

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Re-directed de-ci-sions

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

The day before is better than the present