This is a song about "Riddle me this"

To pop it and work out life's riddle, man

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Summertime in the city

After this rap,you'll look up to me,

Whats this gotta do with me?

Knowing you can no longer party

And i can't help but notice

Goalie- hold me for this

Hurry hayden, follow me this way

Then some lady named billie holiday

They say nothings ever free

So let me murder this phony

Cause my artillery shit will, have em stumped like a riddle

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Criminal mind, subliminal syllables riddle your mind