This is a song about "Fur trade canada"

Your punches to satan are like loose fur that just tickles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Take that bitch to canada where errything is snow

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Comin' straight from canada, justine bieber,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

I wouldn't trade you for the world, you're all that i need.

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

We in canada got 170,000 men though... uhh oh. i think we got the upper hand.

Canada is where we made it from

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

You know...you know who you are