This is a song about "Aurora theater"

Parkside productions growing up even got our own hood tearing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

And my niggas all the same

Play up, play up, and play the game!

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I stroll into ya studio behavin all casually

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Play up, play up, and play the game!

I'll make you deaf with my musical meth

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

Knowing when its over blastin music

Im im on tha way

Now they suspect fowl play.....