This is a song about "The discovery channel"

This bag is from seattle

On the cable channel

My talent's erratic, i'll channel my malice at your whackest of habits

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Camel spitting on the channel/

Lady at the frank stand will

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

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

They just can't channel me

I got bigger problems baby

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

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

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back