This is a song about "Right there"

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Doing all these hoes right there in the backroom

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

Tackling! right there on your instruments playing! right there on the track

If you look to your right there is starving kids in tears of silence

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Im there right behind ya, with a knife in a mosh pit

This is like love, that you can never get

If there was a time i was ever gonna quit it would be right now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

So there might be a slight fright, oh daymn right,

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

Kill that whore right there in my bed

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead