This is a song about "Seaver the beaver"

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

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

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

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

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Much fine ill n torn not like no prigs it's eager beaver

Takin' over the scene, couple stacks for the feature

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

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

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

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke