This is a song about "Patrolling the mojave"

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Here's the answer and the antidote:

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

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

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

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

So the ones eye has freak don't run

The bigger the the fun

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

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

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

The more battles the better the flows

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for