This is a song about "Kinesthesis"

Lowridin wit the pistol by my side..i stay holdin my hip nd yue know i dont dance.!

Will lack, my sense of humour, you will crack, as soon as you get a better chance,

Some day you'll have to refer to me as 'thee'

It all makes sense you see?

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

Don't ask for trouble, cause we blow the roof off and let you crumble in the rubble/