This is a song about "Evan parker"

Aint see stockton or malone

Baby im in the zone

We can't afford the property taxes

Peter parker flow, no glasses

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Only person i can trust in this world is my chauffeur

The superhero with the karl malone tendons/

Look this the joint that could get me the spins