This is a song about "Fur trade"

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

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

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

I fucking cut off your dogs fur