This is a song about "Alice is a prosy"

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Human expression is a human right

Cause they fear me in physical form

Every day, a star is born,

She is a love doctor undercover

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

My rap is like a gunshot

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

There is such a fierce competition

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Me love you long time

Thinking my life is a crime

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her