This is a song about "Living in shepparton"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Humboldt represented through my rhyming, living in copper

There's peace-hating freemasons living in each state and,

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Or living stuck in a marriage unhappily,

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

As the pharoah in the barrow living

No more living happily, even in their fantasies

See i'm a good guy but when i see dead casualties

He's just living in his dreams

Get blown like lawn leaves

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Maybe i'm on acid, living in the 'hood with poorest whores,