This is a song about "The canterbury tales"

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

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

But you never come when you period is five days

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

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

The bigger the the fun

When it's all said and done

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

Eyes poked out the the raven

Carolina where i made it from