This is a song about "Hairspray the musical"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Can't nothing come between me and you

Fresh off my musical debut

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Spittin the vocal emission, with a musical transmission

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Musical shots at your head,

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Alcohol and booty calls

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows