This is a song about "Eleanor of aquitaine"

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Instead of living this life of violent crime

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Like a small garage in your backyard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Feeling, of appealing

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Top of my pile of bodies