This is a song about "Next"

Or generate the next line,

My gold rollie tell time

Then push the milk on a slow bend

So who the fuck gonna bark next?

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."

Just the next girl to blow,

Down just so we can grow

My god come before this bread

Better then sex is what goes on next.

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

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

No tats dey for my arm

For i'm the next phenomenon,

Now i pass it on to the next

Give us this day, our daily bread