This is a song about "The crucible"

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Here's the answer and the antidote:

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Where the fuck the chorus

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

As the king upon the throne

So is dr. j and moses malone