This is a song about "Killah the dopedealer"

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

The water from the past is the same water in the present

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

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

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Spent a long time coming up this road

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Where the fuck the chorus

Back when crack was enormous

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there