This is a song about "Shakedown stockholm"

Before we see it's hard to live

Of the book of your life

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

I hope you get writers block and struggle, on the next day you get carpal tunnel

To the gullible im unstoppable as is compatible, bringing in the capital

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

I'm just north of that, thinking back

Moment of clarity,

Off of ya melody

Beaches of normandy.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free