This is a song about "Henoc en ivana"

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Look at all these in-flu-en-ces like in-flu-en-za i'm sick

She say she love me more than anything

My raps so high the touch en the ceiling

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Some day i hope in-flu-en-ces are also fans...

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

En#forcing #borders #swarming #corners like #engaging in #coke

I wreck-en that im injected, infected do you feel threatened

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

I'm not really what i #seem in #vision #who's #the #en-ti-ty

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly