This is a song about "The iffice"

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

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

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

Thinkin of the the dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Let's have a toast for this new love

Where the fuck the chorus

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent

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

In front of our building, they was my heroes

The more battles the better the flows

As the tao converted the thief

Five shots she ready to leave