This is a song about "Jeremy the meanie"

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

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

The more battles the better the flows

The paper to the pen.

Flyer then the rest of them

After the fire, comes the rain

Floor seats at that wizards game

From the cradle to the grave

Thinking of bliss and the good days

The trigger or the chair

I'm love stoned and i could swear

Your the boat without the paddle

She caught up in my love triangle