This is a song about "Black tar heroin"

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

My president is black

Goddamn, the boy's back

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Yeah, the sex in the sack

We kung-fu that jack black/

Behemoth brontosaurus bones boil in tar baths

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

To their backs and attract the black on black

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/