This is a song about "He"

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

As he grew up he got more confused

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Caus he vibes and he lies chronic

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

He was in for thrill, he was skilled.

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

When he thought he could do this was he on coke

De la soul is from the soul

He thinks that he can control