This is a song about "It s closing time so head to the exit"

To exit vacation let fate take em

Gets harder than rihanna when

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

But if you'd take the time to lift your head up then you'll see,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

You're going home alone cause homies show you to the exit

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Angle these beats like a pentagon

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

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big