This is a song about "The chandelier"

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Endless the days, forever the nights,

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

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

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

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

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

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Down the street to the car,

Just to let you know, you are