This is a song about "Moe is good"

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

Saying "you've grown wise, this is good bye."

War is all i'm good for i don't know what peace is

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

"he was a good kid, it really is a shame."

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Get rough with me, that night flow

Now you can't cake no moe

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

I've learned all press is good press when pursuing fame,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

When life is too good to carry on

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Only good part of the school day is to