This is a song about "The 801"

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

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

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Thinkin of the the dreams

All that ass in your jeans

With women with issues

From the gutter to the roof

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.