This is a song about "Dora the explorer"

Do the math, get the sum

But that’s just life, where i’m from

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The replacement of the word "mother"

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

But it's still cool just to dream man because

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Full of shit, like i ate that john

The weed into the bong

Then lost my faith again

The realist in the game

You just do your thing chick

Got the passion for the music

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Reminisce the times and the laughter