This is a song about "Douglas the jeep"

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

From the bench to the ball

Now we must stand tall

The realist in the game

I ain't interested in fame

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

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

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

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

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Or shift keys or it i placement cause