This is a song about "The crowed"

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

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

Stuck in the in the tub,

But you know what

The water from the past is the same water in the present

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

In the face of the outside.

And you're, approaching me right

You want the pain move from the past to the

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

The birds i knew flip birds

I bring the heat like the

Your gonna be on top nigga