This is a song about "The appol"

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Saw the bombs on the news

Thinkin of the the dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

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

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

As the king upon the throne

Lets get fucked up to the bone