This is a song about "Rushing thru life"

Until then my death is a rushing mystery

Must be something you want me to see

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

You can take the train thru my vein,

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

From the planetary body that is rushing me

As she’s rushing to the hospital looking for a way quick,

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

I've never been to hell so how can you tell elements are rushing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

You niggas are pacifist.... i want to break thru attics kid,