This is a song about "Den"

I'm so loud den dis fucking black cloud! hit u from every directions ma spitz globing around!//

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

Den i'm gone cut to rome, fuck prison i won't be fine//

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

But den i realised i aint gonna be paid...

If ya aint den ya know yo in deep debt

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

And if nobody changed then den what we say pointless

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

But now back in that opium den straight blowin'