This is a song about "Falls"

Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Damn shame to see you walk tall but that giant falls from his lofty fame

I rock awesomley, the offspring of the flawless brings game

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Falls flat on his back, pulls out his tags

As my blood level falls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

Cause he said when all falls through they all gone get theirs

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Until night falls and in his little box house he prays