This is a song about "Hide"

Youve got no where to hide

Neither black nor white

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Others hide behind lies

In a drag it won't end,all time does is hide, hide, hide

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

The bittersweet of life, of life

Stuck in a vice, hide your kids and hide your wife

Better hide when my bombers play

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Go run and hide your families

Got tired of running from the police

Go run and hide your families

Don't wanna hide anymore

That's why you'll find her on the floor