This is a song about "Dry persist founder inert chant array compensate anomaly syndrome stagnant"

Everybody watching while you touching real money

This whole life is a statistical anomaly,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Stagnant while infections regress the intentions,

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

In a constant state of awful hate to compensate

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

You ain’t wet nobody, nigga, you canada dry

The chap stick has run dry,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

When you spill out hits

Like a mouth with dry sockets

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

You downs-syndrome syphilitic bitch- you should have feared my viciousness