This is a song about "Funk"

The back is where they pushin the funk, drugs in the floor

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

Yeah ya threw, dynamic funk is the crew

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

The creator of this shit funk volume dame,

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Dynamic funk in the house, better kick the buckets,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Crunk on that colt 45 drunk feeling funk nah mean