This is a song about "My ndog"

Something wicked this way come

My words are my rhythm

As he grew up he got more confused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Just to go to liv on a sunday

My own unknown is my enemy,

See my pain through my eyes,

Right flows down and they might go nice