This is a song about "Hayley jade"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Greatness on, thrusted upon

Finding more light to shed

And then i saw the red,

Once upon atime ago a minute

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Fire on my mind like im green

Color your eyes alveolar red

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile

She should have invited her

You know i don't wear a rubber

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red