This is a song about "Liveing in newfoundland"

Double mg not to mention

I get in where i fit in.

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

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

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

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

So rest in peace in my hand

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

This boa, what's your motivation

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

The bitches is everything in between

In which are people who believes in one,

Hold on you can see my vision