This is a song about "The frick frack"

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

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

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

As the king upon the throne

Now all i am is alone

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

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Always knew where the pot was

Where the fuck the chorus

Wolf gang, wolf gang

Still the man with the pan

Thinkin of the the dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave