This is a song about "The apartheid"

As the king upon the throne

That he dont even own

Cause after all the lights and screams

Thinkin of the the dreams

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

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

I guzzle up at the bar

Down the street to the car,

Back when crack was enormous

Where the fuck the chorus

Still the man with the pan

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Think fast, fast women

The bigger the the fun