This is a song about "The ave"

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Where the fuck the chorus

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Huh, a metaphor of course

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

Thinkin of the the dreams

Ass shots in her seven jeans

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Here's the answer and the antidote:

They forgot about the fourth coast