This is a song about "Pat flynn i am your assasin"

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Bitch i am not your friend nor you wife

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Here i am sitting, wondering how you are, how your doing

You can try all your life your not as high as i am

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

Nah who am i kiddin im still gonna verbally stomp your head

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Fall on your head because women say i am good in bed

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy