This is a song about "In the bott"

My position improving, not to mention

The pain stains the brain with delays in

And while i’m in your mother

In the heat of the summer,

It ain't where i been

Spread the word, 'cause i'm in

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

In the foreground while i'm in the

The science and the art, africa

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

The realist in the game