This is a song about "Permanent"

Stuck in a permanent autumn, mind a place of sodom

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

You know what i mean i'm a fiend and i'm here permanent-ly

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I watch over and laugh, humans carry me in their hearts like permanent burdens

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

That ll make u sneeze weak in the knees/and give you a permanent

Your body's right as rain

They're a permanent stain

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

You feel me now, its permanent, great, now i'm convicted of murder, bitch

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

It's useless, we're stuck with permanent bruises, it's stupid,

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

But like a sharpie on carpet, that shit's permanent, man.