This is a song about "The andes monta"

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

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

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

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

The more battles the better the flows

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back