This is a song about "Living in dub city"

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Living in the matrix

She likes the way it hits her lips

In piss creek with rumble from your city

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Ice melts into rain

I must be living in spain

Or do it jackass and leave your breath all shitty

Because we barey talk and im almost in the city

No matter what city or town your in you're gonna get screwed

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening