This is a song about "Planetary alignment"

My niggas clownbring a pound

Tires screech on that road ground

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Shoving it in, but it just won't fit!

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

Setting people on fire with this inferno

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Triangular relationship the case was congruence

And, there's no time so fit,

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Not one j got a pair or more

I've been down that road before

Uh, the road not taken

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit//

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that