This is a song about "Pans in the kicthen"

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Going in the wrong direction until the vibes kick in

And what your whip like

In the face of the outside.

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Stuck in the in the tub,

She was the queen of the club

Energized and still going

Knocked out in the lunch in

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

Beautiful are thou, africa

In the foreground while i'm in the