This is a song about "Really nice things"

Soon as the stooly sings

I would do awful awful things

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Don't wear nice things on my body, it doesn't work too well

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

About around acting nice but they really not but once you

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Realising that world leans on things

We could go someplace nice

Then put it into sex drive

Before we see it's hard to live

Why can't you just play nice

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

I don't wear nice things on my body, it doesn't work well

Where things aint really as they seem

People don't condone what they've never seen