This is a song about "Minipops 67"

Jungle fever for the night

I didnt see anything except fight

Dont we have enough death , people

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Let's have a toast for this new love

Right flows down and they might go nice

There is more in to life

Lets change it, its very simple

With a honey in the middle

Lucifer vizion i'll crucify ur vision hutch you've won 67 battles still i'm not touched/

But once u make shit changes for real.....but on the real...im a take..dis moment,

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

67. coz it's a critical sentence,