This is a song about "Phil and the astro"

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

And the little boy looks up to the slime and listens

Just the scissors and the razor blades and many of the bodies,

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Shatter the chin to the shin and

The lexus and the platinum watch and ice on the wrists,

I get approached by animal activists

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still