This is a song about "Florence in the renaissance"

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

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

What, what ... project shit what

Stuck in the in the tub,

They fall in the downtown,in town

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

In the foreground while i'm in the

They claim it as their own, africa

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

The fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/

In the face of the outside.

On that red-eyed kush flight

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

That the villains are pulling in

I make songs about shit for attention