This is a song about "Nova scotia"

I'm out this fuckin' world like a super-spaced nova,

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

I think nova scotias sick

To impress a chick

I'm about to go super nova

It go microphone check, one, two, yola

'nova- i'll sit on my sofa and shit in your soda

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma