This is a song about "Under the bridge"

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress

Aye, hold your head homie, look

And hide like a beast under the wood

After jumping from a bridge where all the misfits fled,

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

And then along came the wrong man for her

I boil lines under the hot platter.

About disaster in the world and

Then bury her under the pavement

Over the bridge, i drive off,

And i can't help but stare, cause

The mirror, bags under my eyes,

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Of daring heat the bridge is so steep,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep