This is a song about "The cohntry"

Catch you up on places i've been

The bigger the the fun

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

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

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

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

He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

As the tao converted the thief

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free