This is a song about "Spooky quest"

I accept it willing im going to fuffill my quest,

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Theres nobody i would be but me and no one can affect my quest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

It's like a quest, hard as bullets from wild west

Living my life like a journey, everyday is a quest,

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

I'm spittin' freestyle, beat is tribe called quest,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Know it won't be the best, but i'm leaving the quest, i'm deceiving the rest

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Cos in the quest for world equality and harmony

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,