This is a song about "Escaping the mundane"

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Got a crazy vision of a dream escaping from my pen

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

Escaping from my fucken gun

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

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

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

I put these poems all in these songs

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

The mundane acts of day to day without her just aren't the same.

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Got a crazy vision of a dream escaping from my pen

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

The bigger the the fun