This is a song about "Edward scissortongue the prospector"

Where the fuck the chorus

We don't ever make love

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

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

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

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

I bring the heat like the

You're fucking with me, nigga

From the gutter to the roof

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Thinkin of the the dreams

So if you wanna leave