This is a song about "That uzi"

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

That reminds me of that day

For us to find our way

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

Yea that medicine and that tin can?

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Popping shots off from my top like an uzi

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

So use that black eye to remember that,

That puts that smile on my face

And pray for better days

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

How bout that shit, ain't that just grand?