This is a song about "Jabba the hut"

The truth but thats the way

Word play, word play

The more battles the better the flows

Tryna stay clear of my foes

I let you know you dealing with dogs

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

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

One time for the girls with the right shoes

I'm the nigga with the juice