This is a song about "Hannah the lezbo"

The truth but thats the way

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Hannah montana gone cop

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad