This is a song about "La roux"

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

That’s my la-la lullaby.

I could think of a couple positions for you

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

Let's kick it on my la-z-boy and throw a fucking crazy show

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Fuck yeah, wear these la peregrina pearls, treat them well

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

A legend have to bow, africa