This is a song about "Wheres waldo"

Fuck a gun wheres my bow? flaming arrow in stock, aiming at your throat ready to let it go

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Like wheres erick at (dad?)

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Need some fuckin wishes, wheres my fucking genie,

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

Shows over, wheres the curtain

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Energized and still going

Wheres the part where i sing