This is a song about "Leaning tower of pisa"

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Out of this coviction of feelings

Of being of always getting wired

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

Out of mind out of sight

Time ain't on her side

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Cause my thing something vicious

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Seventy percent allegedly leaning towards love and jealousy

Sipping on some different liquid leaning like it's limbo

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow