This is a song about "The chariot"

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

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

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

The trigger or the chair

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

She in a chariot every way

The paper to the pen.

Always on some new shit cnn

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily