This is a song about "Hey here"

"hey, fab, i'mma kill you"

I call em up, they might fall through

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

I got a stripper's lips caught in my zipper (hey!).

We've gon so far astray

And it is not ok, but hey,

One day you will have more than you need "hey!"

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

But hey, not every day's gunna be sunny,

Hey wanna hear a good news?

So cool, my bitch got no shoes