This is a song about "Sense"

Run out of words write rhymes that don't make sense

I can taste the salt from my tears

And everybody's having sex

But i have a good mind and common sense,

It's time for some change to commence

It’s starting to make sense

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Nearly homeless racist ignorant people, not making sense,

We might be back in this baby

It all makes sense you see?

Unorthodox, intersects like incest, so in a sense,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

This is fine dine take out

Always had a sense of doubt,

I'm coming cause i'm back and this made no sense.

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz