This is a song about "Kaleb the korean"

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

I'm the client you're the broker/

And i ain't frontin for her

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Im the one waring the mussel,

The water from the past is the same water in the present

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt