This is a song about "The villen"

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

From the gutter to the roof

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

Where would i be without my dogs

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

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

Down the street to the car,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

I'm why baby mamas leave

Thinkin of the the dreams