This is a song about "Nipper the bulldog"

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

As the tao converted the thief

I'm why baby mamas leave

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire