This is a song about "The ally"

She wanna be grown

As the king upon the throne

You're in a seminar

Down the street to the car,

Still the man with the pan

Weed i can't pronounce man

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

Speed up, patience, please cause

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

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