This is a song about "He snitched"

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

He smoked, she drank, he stoned, she ratchet, he clank.

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

He wonders why he even tries, why is he wasting his time?

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

About australia he claimed he remember nothing huh?

As he grew up he got more confused

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

He was contrite when he know that he denied

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

He calls it art when he arranges them

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will