This is a song about "Moving around the corner"

I'm just around the corner.

She should have invited her

Now they're in the corner cowering

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter

But i'm not really working the corner,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Sitting in the corner tweaking hour by hour

Thieves lurking in the dark like poltergeist, moving pieces of my brain

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Hit the deli on the corner and get a package of raw