This is a song about "The beginnin"

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Thinkin of the the dreams

Everything ain't what it seems

Still the man with the pan

I am just a man

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

From the gutter to the roof

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

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

The dope the rhyme wizard

Making a movie, spike work

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Transactions beginnin' at my actions of my actin' actions,

Cause i'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot