This is a song about "The kardashians"

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

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

I can't keep running away

The truth but thats the way

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Got the passion for the music

In the face of the outside.

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

For those whey no fit dey fix son

The bigger the the fun

In the heat of the summer,

That damier bag i bought her