This is a song about "Niger s"

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

It's all good, finna dog that

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!