This is a song about "June 1"

Starting on june the 15th

Magic city a lil bit of change

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

It's a verbal heart attack, call 9 1 1 get dialing

And her smile lit up the room

By a crackhead named june

You only have 1 shot, when you only get 1 shot

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news