This is a song about "Otzi the iceman"

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

The water from the past is the same water in the present

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

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

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

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

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna