This is a song about "Piew tang"

Back when the wu tang clan were on the block//

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Like wu tang sad,you best protect your neck!

Speakers on, from wu-tang to pendulum, i love this sound

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

Rap just hasn't been the same since wu-tang sang,

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

Cranking some wu-tang, if i'm going out its with a big bang

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Cash ruled everything around me,like wu-tang said

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Wu tang creeper, dairy with the creamer