This is a song about "Ivan the wizard"

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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

Watch him in a lyrical rattles, watchin' him spit, starin' at him like a hawk//

And god forbid i see a wizard and get a brain in my titanium cranium dog

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

Slight work, slight work

The dope the rhyme wizard

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

So your a hip hop wizard? then disappear like magic b4 your life turns tragic

I'll have the wizard buried in a jungle staring at the night sky crying like why

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Requires a day to get over her, i think she's a wizard

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word