This is a song about "The coloneis"

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

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

Cause u know that this my jam

Still the man with the pan

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Move like i’m walking with an open case

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served