This is a song about "Popin the choppa"

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Where would i be without my dogs

Why i can't move away

The truth but thats the way

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes