She always tripped on the fire
Thinking it's made of silver beauty
She was made in Love
The men in her life stare at her booty
Hey hey hey Setting a video down on paper
Missing a greater start
Thinking it's all about her beauty hey
Up in the fire some
She opened the Vile some
Ripping a Vital sign
Hey give her the Vile
Taking the lid off drowns her beauty
This was a labored Crime
Thinking another sign of dying
Running away outside
They're gonna prey on what they lose
Up in the Vile son
She's Up in the Vile son
She's opened the Vile son