This is a song about "The 313"

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

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

Every night i stroke hoes

The more battles the better the flows

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

As the king upon the throne

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

Here's the answer and the antidote:

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

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

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her