This is a song about "The grinf"

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

From the gutter to the roof

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

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

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

As the tao converted the thief

Cause there could never be peace

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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