This is a song about "Richard the lionheart"

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Put me in a daze and stear fear like richard gere in sphere

She acting all extra

I bring the heat like the

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

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

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

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

Put expressions in their music and create the face

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

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

Speed up, patience, please cause