This is a song about "Basil the bagel"

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

She’s a star if i ever seen one

To the voice of the oblivion,

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

They be like where

The trigger or the chair

Take the exit, the nearest left

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the