This is a song about "Shadowy shovel wielding shameless sixth sinister son of a siamese salamander"

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

Son from the core of this earth hater a fan is torn

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

Hard to shovel the cold crap out of the way

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

Her life full of mysteries, and sinister visions peek,

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Shit, come down, its not that much of a suprise son!

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

Two thousand one born a son of a gun