This is a song about "The cosmos"

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

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

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

I bring the heat like the

Now hey little mama

Stuck in the in the tub,

They like talking, its like gossip

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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