This is a song about "The hobbit elves"

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

And we'll accept you for you're not a hobbit

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Thinkin of the the dreams

Gotta go, let her leave

The bigger the the fun

Two reflections into one

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Endless the days, forever the nights,

All the time with this glock of mines

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Now hey little mama

I bring the heat like the