This is a song about "Next"

Afraid to see what might come next,

Carol city or was it the west

Not worrying if i'm the next

My god come before this bread

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

I be calling who next!? who next!!

She prefer the dutty wine

Or generate the next line,

Is not far from white girls with big bread

You don't know whats coming next

"eyeing every next girl..."

And he, what's his name, earl