This is a song about "Pavement"

Clap two times if you drunk

Smackin heads on the pavement,

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

I'm flying high causing tremors when i hit the pavement

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

The pavement tastes like iron and there's stains on my knees

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Then bury her under the pavement

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

To which end you're hitting the pavement

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Placement on the pavement killing you is too blatant

From the secret chamber's deep location underneath pavement

The club underwater, have em running out the front