This is a song about "Ratifying the constitution"

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

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

And the articles of confederation did not last; the constitution came in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Love carrots and don't be gay,if carrots joined the constitution bugs bunny never will say nay

And your performance is important when you use your faceay, she never used to be this way

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

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

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

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