This is a song about "The catcher in the rye"

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

In the face of the outside.

And you're, approaching me right

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Helping the the position that i'm in