This is a song about "Trill life yah yah"

Evertime i see yah face,i just wanna give them lips a taste,

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Tryna be all insightful despite the frightful fate yah

Leave the ill, get the strong when i watch yah blood spill

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

At age eight, it wasn't hate that filled yah, it was yah uncle's dick,

I remember. yah, it was saturday

Let me rideuntil i get free

Yah, angela so i command you to start dancing

Octopussy special effect the wet bitches be banging

For the first time with robert and ani - yah

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

I'm here to wake up the people it seems you brains being baked

Evertime i see yah face,i just wanna give them lips a taste,