This is a song about "Tales from the crypt"

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

Writing beautiful tales of our adventures

From the gutter to the roof

A far reach from them rap dudes

From the discussion of top three

This is like riding through the city

Where i can free at hand, eat candy with easter bunnies

Marijuana devil fiend from the seventies

5s be raining from the sky

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Breeds from the poverty,