This is a song about "Vic fuentes"

You walked into vic tanny's and stepped on jenny craig

City national bank evolve into shape

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Return to the source for the ultimate revel

Maybe using an untapped source or just beating that dead horse

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Everyday losing some source of hope

To soho, baby milo so dope

The kundalini serpent is the source of my magic.

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

I'm a lyrical force, show no remorse, the source of evil

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Static voltage seeking a source if only i wasn't so frictionless

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Got smite, 'here lies, on the fourth of july', they recite as you cried tears,