This is a song about "The willy bounced into a l lonley cave"

A ghostwriter,you peep it like a whack fan,then try to do the same call you a ghostbiter l

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Back to the cave to restart his flow. he look west to east on the

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I arrived in a cave, really dark and gloomy

L y r i to the c

While i'm making history

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Chillin in a cave deep shit nigga is my phrase not just phase

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Daddy kane, l, pun, notorious, the big picture,