This is a song about "The cave"

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Chillin in a cave deep shit nigga is my phrase not just phase

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

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

So go back to your cave and ride back to your trailer park,

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

I locked you in a cave for three days

Slow and steady wins this race

I arrived in a cave, really dark and gloomy

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

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