This is a song about "Paige in the bihh"

He's in the books he's in the cites

Just to make it in this broadway lights

In the face of the outside.

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

But i murder him first

I'm in the the real world

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

The realist in the game

In the heat of the summer,

Good love then i can do that for her

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Helping the the position that i'm in

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Like the pyramids primitive appearing in