This is a song about "Fapping in the tub"

In the face of the outside.

Focus let me show you the light

I'd rather be in chains as i taste the flavour of the tub,

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

The pain stains the brain with delays in

They gon' love me for my ambition

In the face of the outside.

He got hit up that same night

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

In the foreground while i'm in the

Is written in our souls, africa

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

In the far back near the corner trying to take it in,