This is a song about "Hector s rectum"

You know...you know who you are

Bad, just like an 80's car

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Pay dues like a hair salon

Modern hippie just like hector

Huh, i can't interpret her

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

A shelter from hector with experience from vector then i got bored

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record