This is a song about "Awsome the owl"

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

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

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Where the fuck the chorus

Down the street to the car,

Just to let you know, you are

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

As the king upon the throne

Here's the answer and the antidote:

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke