This is a song about "Donic the hedgehog"

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

As the tao converted the thief

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

She prayed on me passing that bar

Down the street to the car,

As the king upon the throne

Know i just call it head phone

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

From the gutter to the roof