This is a song about "Next"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

You don't know whats coming next

Half your body laying on my chest

Not worrying if i'm the next

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

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

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."

Let my angel sing

You wake the next morning