This is a song about "Ivan the terr"

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

Black fours red drop head doors

Down the street to the car,

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

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

The bigger the the fun

My drive is like no one

This is love, nothing else close

The more battles the better the flows

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

As the tao converted the thief

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Endless the days, forever the nights,