This is a song about "The frick frack"

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

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

The more battles the better the flows

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

As the king upon the throne

Now i'm in the zone

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

Thinkin of the the dreams

So if you wanna leave