This is a song about "Krakatoa the volcano"

Like a volcano but cold as sub-zero

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

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

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

In the heat of the summer,

See, i like the person that you are

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

The volcano dormant

If you ever feel alone and