This is a song about "Falling down the pussy hole"

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

You lost as soon as you showed up at the gate with that pussy hole on your face

Suicide attempts in the hole

18 year sentence with no parole

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

And already i see you falling down the latter,

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Listening the claps from the sky, flowers are falling,

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Who knows what’ll come out the hole.

Let's put it on cruise control