This is a song about "Kirmit the frog"

And any connotation is viewed many ways

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Here's the answer and the antidote:

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

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

Switch lanes? nah homie i'm a road hog

You cant but i can hip-hop like a frog

Where the fuck the chorus

I think found where your mind was

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.