This is a song about "Wire"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Quick as a zip wire

Electricuting us with that wire

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I'm lost for words from the wire pasted on her backside

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Our leaders all get wrapped up in wire-tapping tax scandals,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Trip 'n' slip over the wire-trip you flip into my pit.

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Chyper shit,your brain wire it,to like my shit,

If he has a wire and says to a g "what's up?"

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

I'm lost for words from the wire pasted on her backside