This is a song about "Lost tribe mc"

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Cause mc crown wears his mc crown

Right in the jungle with a tribe of my hustlers

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

To try and become the next mc

All you wanna do is get that stick

You're uncool like my mother kin

Part of the mc nation,

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Yo it time to slaughter another fake mc

Believe what you see, a real mc

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

He just throws it around

While he is going mc down