This is a song about "Arthur the anteater"

When they hear me rocking the groove

From the gutter to the roof

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

But it's still cool just to dream man because

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Here's the answer and the antidote:

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

Little romeo going against king arthur...with juliet,

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air