This is a song about "Its true i need a goal"

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

You didn't need to play my emotions like its a game

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Cuz it aint true, its fuckin funny when you get mad, and you need med

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Just put a shawl and pray asking god to change your goal

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

It's impossible to accomplish goals if you don't set a goal!

I need a beat thats so slow and cold its chill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Clearly its my fault i know i need to grow up/

I kept my eyes on the goal

De la soul is from the soul