This is a song about "Next"

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."

For i'm the next phenomenon,

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Police discovery early the next day

Got you thinking what's next,

My god come before this bread

You wake the next morning

Let my angel sing

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

So who the fuck gonna bark next?

Just a place that they can come

Malcolm sex, the next eminem