This is a song about "Vacuum cleaners"

Hear the rambling in the sky

Need some weed, awful dry

I eat emcee's like you for breakfast daily,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

And spike the soup with toilet cleaner

And i just want to hold her

Zero tolerance, hero's faltered with bad decisions filtering their conscience ness

I haven't been my self but now my personality is starting to unfold and undress!

I'm not white i fake it.. accept it, you can't faze me, you're a problem i face daily

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

That's the window into the sky