This is a song about "Dominique wilkins"

For the first time with robert and ani - yah

Our children must be taught, of africa

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

I could be brian and you could be stewart

Ummnow i dun been around the world

Until you pawn the jezebels like cynthia hedge morrell

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

You a bitchass, little like stewart

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost