This is a song about "Metric dactyl"

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

Got them little red dots directed at your face

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

Carcasses in carpet and drag em off to the market and sell em for charges

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Your situation becomes rocky, you drag a pal low

You're a drag queen with european genes

Can barely walk the city streets

Knock her out and drag her back to an empty lobby's halls,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Like i really dun care, but what pac said was clear

I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear