This is a song about "The fog"

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

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

Fading into the fog just another name in the log of the city registrar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Fog in the room it's worthy of noting

The bigger the the fun

Baby you're the one

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

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

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