This is a song about "Transport of oxygen around the body"

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

In the shadows of dark with no light around

Hand full of all the drugs your body can handle

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I'm sick of floatin' around the house wondering

Fuck that u would die on the spot no propper oxygen

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Cause i have the soul of a god and the body of a mortal

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

As the oxygen flows through my chest

I guaranteed to have my day, the only thing i cant controll of my body,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

With parts of their body through the mail

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail