[Verse 1] She goes by the nickname Peyote, her real name is Iris Appearance doesn't matter so I'm not gonna describe it She was a dancer down at edit this portion I can't name the spot, they don't merit the promotion But I been there look like any strip club Everybody slicked up trying to get they dick s**ed Smoke and mirrors, you know fake magic tricks Like these people didn't come here just for a** and tits But this one in particular was popular with midlife ballers and white collar out of towners Plus it attracted athletic individuals that came here to play against the twins and the timber wolves Safe to say she made the rent good Twenty years of age a spot up in Kentwood She had the car, the dog, and the kitchen sink She had a drug-free body didn't even drink She had a sister who wouldn't stop giving her sh** for dropping out of art school to be a stripper Iris was sick and tired of the questions But big sis didn't understand the perspective She knows her little sister isn't a s*ut But she objectifies herself and contributes to the gluttony Now here's Iris stealin' from the devil to buy some time to make life something special [Chorus] Where did you go? When did you fall? That little one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those days are done Under the gun, now you are dealt Where did you go? When did you fall? That little one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those days are done Look at us, who you to judge? [Verse 2] Her oldest sisters name was Jocelyn Awfully slim, on a diet of bottled water and oxygen She lives on higher water by the Target And she dates a photographer, that's how she started modeling She ain't no supermodel, this is Minneap for that you'd have to move to Chicago Or maybe LA or NY Now she does what she does here and she gets by And her boyfriend gets a little currency Taking photos for advertising agencies Now he's gonna steal from the devil Stick it to the man, revolutionary rebel One afternoon after work he went to the strip club just to loosen up that shirt He and a couple job a**ociates are gonna sink them drinks like they about to be extinct Never met his girlfriends little sister But she recognized him from cell phone pictures Any other circumstances she'd have hollered But topless in heels is a little bit awkward Eventually his friends leave And when he gets up, she grabs him by the coat sleeve Too drunk to catch what she says But he did offer her three hundred on some head, like [Chorus] When you do wrong it makes me want to do right It also cancels out the guilt that makes the load feel light It also gives some leverage to the morally impaired So make mistakes for us to hold over your hair