This is a song about "Cans"

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

Passing out snacks while passing zags cause smoking out of cans is whack

Before i stepped into a serene scene amped out on thirteen black cans of caffeine

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Aw man, think i had too many tall cans, now i have to pee

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Grab a few cans two spliffs with the lads,

But in reality she can't, just fighting the "cans",

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

You still stare at frozen juice cans, cause they say concentrate.

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Grabbing a few cans with the lads nothing could be better

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her