This is a song about "The bahamas"

Still the man with the pan

They take a loss man

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Here's the answer and the antidote:

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

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

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

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

The bigger the the fun

And when it's said and done

We can make more, make babies

As the tao converted the thief

The more battles the better the flows

Took me a while just to write those

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

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those