This is a song about "The enviorne"

So while you worry about the hoes

The more battles the better the flows

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

The bigger the the fun

And you can tell everyone

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

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

From the gutter to the roof

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

I put these poems all in these songs

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Where the fuck the chorus