This is a song about "The fuuk"

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

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

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

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

So if i talk down to a man

Still the man with the pan

See boy she been in love

Where the fuck the chorus

They forgot about the fourth coast

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Thinkin of the the dreams

As much as i wanna leave

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

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

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope