This is a song about "Shing nei tobu nam tar"

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

Let the smoke drift away whilst your lungs fill with tar,

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Why not my lungs are filled to capacity, tar stacked so high, i wish it was all a lie,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

You know...you know who you are

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Worthless faggot put down that knife! stop filling your lungs up with smoke and tar

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far