This is a song about "Adder"

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

I wake, and lurk on discuss like a #snake,

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Poor guy, cmon mc's help the bitch, dont make him use the genes of a lizard

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

Third eye wise so fly, hawk eye, i, never walk in chalk line, i talk mines

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

But all yo get is bull crap

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

While im eating an ear of corn

Squawking like a hawk when violated with a cork.

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

It's no longer a new jack city