This is a song about "The dquad"

Here's the answer and the antidote:

We running that show all around the globe

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The bigger the the fun

Mami... she open, she open

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

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

From the gutter to the roof

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

I bring the heat like the

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh