This is a song about "Your horrible"

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Cause you're most likely to crash

Horrible conditions, will get to me fast,

Cause i got the burner in the hand

It's disgusting and horrible to see his clothes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Your on fire.. your on fire

See, i like the person that you are

Well rick james, maury jane

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Is my last girlfriend was horrible like hell facing the real me

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

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Malcolm sex is horrible

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

And thought of death creeping in my mind was so horrible.