This is a song about "The fuuk"

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

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

Everything i wanted never seem so close

The more battles the better the flows

As the king upon the throne

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

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

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

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

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Been running around trying find a job

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother