This is a song about "Skert in a foreig"

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

The fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

Celebrate the very day that she get past

I believed in a higher being.

Questioning the whole meaning

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

Examining a calamity advancing in a fantasy

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

But i'm not worried

A peanut in the heat

Echoes a voice in my ear,

Back to times square...i got dimes here