This is a song about "Jeru the damaja"

Yea it look official

It's the middle, the middle

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

Energized and still going

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

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

And all she wants is to dance

Hit the dash blast the overpass

From the bench to the ball

Wolf gang, kill em' all

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

The savage with the statics

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

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga