This is a song about "Pulling cones in menai bp"

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Yo we're simply pulling triggers, making dough, full of liquor,

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Police setting up roadblocks with cones

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

The things they say went a little too far

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I'm pulling all the strings, son, you feel the tension

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/

I feel the whole thing pulling my soul straight outta my anatomy

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money