This is a song about "Your will is bleak"

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Your team will crash like nascar

I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Man i will call your bluff

All to have a shift in your will.

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

I will be by your side

But you can't hide

See your meek, weak and your future is bleak cuz im lebron james and i am bringing the heat.

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

Sorry mama, i can't turn the other cheek

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusionhappiness, living on the streets is a delusion

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union