This is a song about "Sticky buns"

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Smoking sticky fixtures

And fuck all these sticky situations that i'm getting in

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Leavin' murder scenes, fingers sticky like i shot onyx,

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

A clever cat getting jiggie / smoking that sticky weed

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants