This is a song about "Caine"

With no receivers had the pickin of a option

I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

'caine laced by straight-faced, niggas who abuse it,

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Catch you at the red light, have em screamin' “caine get up"

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Time to start the game, crack your brain, like wrath of caine/

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I don't slang caine on the city streets

While n tha kitchen i bruse caine

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

Expect change when whores sniff caine in dorms