This is a song about "Niagra falls"

Until night falls and in his little box house he prays

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

When i cum its like the fucking rain falls

And of course, my car's off course

That i don't give a flying fuck what falls out of my mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

While the industry dies, falls off and dismantles,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Falls asleep as he sees his mind, depleting in decent life

Sweater falls i loved them most

Time to get her bags get ghost

Wait a minute see what sticks see what falls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts