This is a song about "The hoies"

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Here's the answer and the antidote:

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Is there any love

Where the fuck the chorus

Gotta go, let her leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Saw the bombs on the news

With women with issues