This is a song about "Jeff the"

Where the fuck the chorus

Is there any love

The bigger the the fun

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose