This is a song about "The exper"

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

The more battles the better the flows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

She wanna be grown

As the king upon the throne

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

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

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Where would i be without my dogs

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