This is a song about "The bando"

Cause u know that this my jam

The game plan, the game plan

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

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

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I'm the client you're the broker/

You know...you know who you are

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

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst