This is a song about "Robby the cryer"

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

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

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

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

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Niggas who ain't seen beef

As the tao converted the thief

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

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