This is a song about "Alice davison"

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

I sip malice, from a gold chalice, sittin' smokin' in the rabbit hole with alice.

Cold, my style making my nose run

Alice just had a vision

You'll never drink from my chalice, ill have you shrinking smaller like alice

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

But fuck the rabbit & that bitch alice,

Together all the timethought it was true love