This is a song about "Pouring the syurp"

I get vision of blood born pathogens pouring out of my pores.

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

He snapped their souls their grave still untouched it's like pouring fire in rain

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

He's a boring... sloppy mess. and him pouring... on these threats

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

And we don't know no right from wrong

Can't stop the storm from pouring chloroform/

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track