This is a song about "Perice the veil"

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Eyes poked out the the raven

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

So fuck em' all

From the bench to the ball

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

I'll throw up a veil, safeguard your heart

The science and the art, africa

I bring the heat like the

The world is so typical

It's the middle, the middle