This is a song about "Seats near the back i call it luck and i dont play now kiss the blond"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

And now help my guests find their seats before i shoot you with canons

From now on dont call me lriss call me the examiner

‘cause i manipulate your molecular structure

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

All i've found is luck, guess i got it from the motherland,

Ive been to hell and back twice, luck doesnt exist whenever i roll the dice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Right now, so the boy can see it, i dont wanna be rude, neither crude, but fuck boy

People riot and destroy, but we ain't done cause we want to destroy

You crossed the line fucked with mine and now your shit outta luck

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

You better believe i dont play

All up under the covers day

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I dipped my fingers in the black abyss and now i can't turn back