This is a song about "The fu"

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Tai fu fight me i fight you

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

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

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

We kung-fu that jack black/