This is a song about "Alex the hore"

After the fire, comes the rain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Ripped the gown around the blouse,

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

For those whey no fit dey fix son

The bigger the the fun

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

The water from the past is the same water in the present