This is a song about "Tom bomb cal bal dyl bill and eat and beat"

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

And no one can tell me im wrong, cause i'll shoot the roof off like a time bomb

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

And you can see it on the bill thats in your pocket your holding

I'm a eat, burp, and leave.

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Develop a itch, flicked switch and eat shit.

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Comcast cable and a bill to top off my checklist/

All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist