This is a song about "Lilly anderson"

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

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

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

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Why so serious, tyler

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

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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