This is a song about "Silver man thing"

About the-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Man i skip, school everyday, never learned a thing except how to run away,

Cause fucking imagination is my thing,

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

But i only learned one thing.

I love the way you're standing

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

His urn was silver with his name gold plated,

Everybody wasted faded, faded

But for long time i had gone cold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling