This is a song about "My holmes"

Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

I wonder why we take from our women

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Sherlock holmes with dem undercover cases

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

You can see with your fans

Now look: the change has come

My words are my rhythm

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My own unknown is my enemy,

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

You just working with the scraps you was given