This is a song about "Cover"

Know it good when she go no hands

Blast masses a cast to cover crafts.

I'm gon tell ya one story and that should cover it.

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Of impactful things one can ask for

Smother with a chloroform covered cover,

Cover our habitation in bullshit, no ventilation

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Cops errwhere been looking for a nigga.i've hidin', i've been under cover.

I love you though i'll still fuck

Yer well thats a cover up

But now invisible cells around your brain

On cocaine to try and cover up her pain

Not a single verse she can't cover

And there's little to be glad for