This is a song about "Engine of the midfield"

Shaved of the face of the earth

Talking of the gods you serve

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Return of the king of flow

Shades: lv was a little dough

So i ran in the dark while she started the engine of her mercedes benz

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

The ice ain't really nothing to her

For the man of the hour

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her