This is a song about "The dustbin"

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

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

You left your nigga on his own

As the king upon the throne

In front of our building, they was my heroes

The more battles the better the flows

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

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

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

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

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