This is a song about "The champ"

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

The dope the rhyme wizard

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Im the best your the worst

But i murder him first

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

From the gutter to the roof

Its cold as shit in this booth

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Here's the answer and the antidote:

If there’s a shining star

Down the street to the car,