This is a song about "The cows"

Lets get to spittin, yo ass will be splittin 2 halves, dude u buttfucked 2 cows,

When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth

From the projects to the penthouse

Cows in the slaughterhouse

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

As the tao converted the thief

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Its cold as shit in this booth

Saw the bombs on the news

To half of clowns and fucking cows

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

We laze on the grass like cows and calfs (calves),