This is a song about "The crucible"

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

The more battles the better the flows

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

Self made self paid man

Still the man with the pan

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

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

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

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

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

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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