This is a song about "Vacuum cleaners"

Look at that mess look out the window

What's the deal with the nets though

The window is sharing my place

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

He been waiting for his connection to come

Within the ignition of my engine,

Then some lady named billie holiday

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

I burned you so hard your mouth is dry.

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Rappin is my profession so i always come up with fresh shit.

Hear the rambling in the sky

Never dry kids, say bye

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

It can rain somewhere else, but tonight we stayin' dry