This is a song about "The nightmsre"

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Where the fuck the chorus

And i need you to show me love

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

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

Black fours red drop head doors

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

But girl you got me open

The bigger the the fun

I bring the heat like the

The science and the art, africa

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

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