This is a song about "The fig"

The more battles the better the flows

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

I bring the heat like the

The science and the art, africa

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

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Endless the days, forever the nights,

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

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

Little more weed, first class seats

Thinkin of the the dreams

As the king upon the throne

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome