This is a song about "The circulatory sytem"

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

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

And it's well known that rell home

Choked the one on the throne

Slaughter your circulatory like leukemia

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

The science and the art, africa

I bring the heat like the

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

The fiends supply the shady