This is a song about "Next"

I got a part time

Or generate the next line,

// waiting on next lyrics

When you spill out hits

"eyeing every next girl..."

And he, what's his name, earl

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Limitless influence next to a crucifix

Pay dues like a hair salon

For i'm the next phenomenon,

Better then sex is what goes on next.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Well, i can handle that

Their next crimes will be deflected

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

He came back the next day and became the next osama,