This is a song about "Jorge ponce"

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

Remember the days of chan-man and the skeeter man

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Man you gotta do something man

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

The street light was lit on the wrong pole;i drift in the depths of dark

Cause u know that this my jam

Aye pitch shift this shit man.

But a pole position you couldn't hold, not even your own wooden bone

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home