This is a song about "The gettysburg adress"

You left your nigga on his own

As the king upon the throne

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

As the tao converted the thief

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

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

The bigger the the fun

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Here's the answer and the antidote:

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

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

Still the man with the pan

They take a loss man