This is a song about "Vacuum cleaners"

She sees the world through a dirty window

Effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show

Yea i'm missin some sleep

Yea we hard on the street

G.o.n.z. running down the street

I said i got my ass beat

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Like everyone else but it takes time for it to be your profession,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Thought is shrouded in shadows murderous discretion is his profession

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Look at that mess look out the window

Wen i walk down ya street

Cause talk is cheap