This is a song about "The dquad"

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

The water from the past is the same water in the present

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Back when crack was enormous

Where the fuck the chorus

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

Down the street to the car,

I know i've came so far