This is a song about "The beatles"

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

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

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

I can always depend on my mama

You want the pain move from the past to the

What's the point? what's the reason?

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

They blowing up my phone

Choked the one on the throne

I’ll be back on the same night

In the face of the outside.

Yeah bitch this date's done

The bigger the the fun