This is a song about "Drop combo"

When i get to warwick avenue

And im about to drop, you

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

We locked, you need the combo/

With tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg drop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

And stick a arrow in the back of the bus thats how you finish a combo

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Whack is some kinda disease and i'm the cure because i drop

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Body after body i just watch them drop

Casually ill drop a rhyme

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time