This is a song about "Tent"

Carol city or was it the west

I’ll do your girl in a vent or a tent

Weight of the world on up a tent pole

De la soul is from the soul

Sleepin' on the floor of a tent in bitter pain.

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Wanna hear me, go wait in line and pitch a tent

Finally i find an abandoned tent and hide under it

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Half your body laying on my chest

I set up these rhymes like a tent.

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Inside the tent on the beach after swimming out chord, keys

But cram the style up abit so you can pitch a tent in a lamp

Always on the road again, with omega or the band