This is a song about "Divesity of arkansas"

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Fuck that now trying get the money

Beaches of normandy.

She going to borrow some money

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Of being of always getting wired

My shirt, purple label my shirt

They bringing me fish and chips

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Halfback toss to right

Out of mind out of sight

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Instead of living this life of violent crime

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them