This is a song about "Tex watson"

Move it buddy get back, i just wanna spit facts

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Real recognize real, that's what my buddy always say

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery

No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect

She got a buddy name ojb and now you know the deal

I figured out that it don't matter for real