This is a song about "Eleanor of aquitaine"

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Instead of living this life of violent crime

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Of which im not exactly proud of,

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

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

Of being of always getting wired

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

Out of this coviction of feelings

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

I just shake dice

Of the book of your life