This is a song about "The fuuk"

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

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

Saw the bombs on the news

Zero options to choose

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Here's the answer and the antidote:

And my regime includes east coast

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

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

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

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

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother