This is a song about "Sence"

An sence den.....i aint neva been the same as the old me,

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I dont wanna live, i wish my mom had enough sence to pick up a coat hanger,

I sence,nonsense in the face of "intelligence"

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits