This is a song about "Liveing in newfoundland"

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

They all see my life from a childish position

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

You can disown him or stone him

Its in operation

What happens in vegas, stays in vegas baby

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

In which are people who believes in one,