This is a song about "Ducks"

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way

Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Now you got me hopped up on that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

The crown ruler is back

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

You all are just sitting ducks

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that