This is a song about "Alzheimer s"

And that´s how it has begun

They had a hell of a run

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

You don't mean that, you faggot

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

This is how she want to live

It´s the battle of life

Baby, you know who you are

Bad, just like an 80's car

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Angle these beats like a pentagon