This is a song about "The 12 labors of hercules"

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

The fabrics of the universe is unknowing

The roadrunner follows the path of no other

At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

Hovering, discovering the meaning of life

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

The biggies and the nas of rap masterpieces,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Hurt the weakest it's survival of the fittest

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

Its ridiculous, the current state of the game

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

To simulate the experience of terror