This is a song about "The boiz"

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

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

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

The more battles the better the flows

Saw the bombs on the news

With women with issues

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

From the gutter to the roof

When they hear me rocking the groove

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Where the fuck the chorus