This is a song about "Mohamed the arab"

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And that i spent the night with her

In the heat of the summer,

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

The realist in the game

Love turns into pain

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

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

And i am one of one

The bigger the the fun