This is a song about "Fizik bridge"

It's mostly white people, the homeless under the bridge,

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Just so i can drive it off the bridge yeah, call me stan

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

The sirens are gone, shit, i just stand and i look at the bridge...

Arrive at the bridge drop you off saying "have a good day"

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Cause every bridge they'ed ever built, she just burnt em down

Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one had relinquished his bridge to the gutters

I ain't here to tell no stories or to bore you with a shit verse

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

I know we jumped of a bridge, and now billy ain't here,