This is a song about "Love with someone that u didnt know in real life and was on the other side if the country"

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Checkin' off the record if you messin' with that other man,

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

Even with the devil on your side

The kid meets the death in no time........and u must know his age was less than nine

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

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

But if you get on the wrong side, ill leave you with 2 minds,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

So forget lawrence,the guns,the fightin, and the trappin i rather move on

A known liar if u didnt notice the oxymoron then ur prolly a jolly moron

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

With the pump on my side, and my nine mr. no luck.

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh