This is a song about "Pelotas de humo"

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

The words brings de-lights peace is what i incite

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Re-directed de-ci-sions

She likes the way it hits her lips

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus