This is a song about "The dquad"

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

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

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Thinkin of the the dreams

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Mami... she open, she open

The bigger the the fun

As the king upon the throne

And it's well known that rell home

You know...you know who you are

Down the street to the car,

This should be illegal man

Still the man with the pan

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

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream