This is a song about "Sister look for a better man"

Sound off for a man in his prime

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Almost cried right on the spot

Run and hide and look for a cop

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I'm so uncultured/ a vulture who's clutch you better watch out for/

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

If i look content i'm a lot better at faking now

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

So better look out for cliffs it's a sheer drop

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Subconcious trying to make a better man of me

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

Look man, thats a bite mark, someone took a munch