This is a song about "Yearning frenulums"

The morgue could afford just cause we was doing murdering

Fire burning, room turning, flower on the wall yearning.

Mariah tunes and five flutes

Yearning for a strategy, oops!

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

Not yearning broke, half-a twice a yapper wordy moke

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Yearning on the verge of reality frantically searching for sanity when nervous

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Begin learning stop yearning take what you want stop hurting