This is a song about "The 1960s"

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Impeccable give it my note

Still the man with the pan

I put that shit on my man

I bring the heat like the

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Cause after all the lights and screams

Thinkin of the the dreams

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

Here's the answer and the antidote: