This is a song about "Taste feel smell sound look appear become seem grow remain stay"

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

Try to taste this food for thought, and swear that you don't feel a sting

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

Glued to my taste buds, i can feel em, they sour

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

So look out now, the legend starts to grow

A digital visuals about to appear

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Trapped in see, hear, smell, feel and wean

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Forever remain a cunt/ excuse me if i become a bit tooo blunt/

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Need to look up to me and grow a pair

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

And we gotta stay and pray for 'em, may sound strange but wait