This is a song about "Fenix the douchbag"

Here's the answer and the antidote:

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

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

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

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

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Both: this the perfect plan

Still the man with the pan

Saw the bombs on the news

High as shit, i’m in a booth