This is a song about "The goverment"

In the heat of the summer,

Good love then i can do that for her

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Now we must stand tall

Where the ball meets the wall

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

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

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

Got the passion for the music

I'm gettin' bitches to strip

But i'm not in the first place

The streetz is aint the safe

I bring the heat like the

You're fucking with me, nigga