This is a song about "Ivan the wizard"

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

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

The more battles the better the flows

Ain't no women at the shows

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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

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

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

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

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

The bigger the the fun