This is a song about "The exper"

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

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

If there’s a shining star

Down the street to the car,

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

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

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

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

From the gutter to the roof

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first