This is a song about "The arctic"

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

I wanna be the center piece of my entire culture

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

From the gutter to the roof

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

So don't follow me home

As the king upon the throne

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

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