This is a song about "Mountain dew sods"

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

But i rock, like a mountain. that’s a stairway to heaven/

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Dew forming on the ground as the day is transforming,

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Resurrected like yew, right on cue, that's how i fucking dew

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Tranquillisers are injected to awaken me as i antagonise mountain lions,

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

Ain't no mountain high enough, that's gaye

, what can i do with your mountain dew or even your fucken crew

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Unpleasant peasant, rent dew but no tenant,