This is a song about "Disbelief"

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Of disbelief the past is over its time for the future and

Present on the train of disbelief the past is over

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

That's the window into the sky

Disbelief, life of pi,

Mentality of society's disbelief in exceptions

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Of disbelief the past is over its time for the future and

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

You cant disagree that your life is surrounded by great disbelief

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Then my mother in laws voice rang out in disbelief.

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams