This is a song about "The grouch"

The wall being the victim

Come get some, you little bum

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

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

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

When i'm sober i'm a grouch and stay heated like solar

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Me and my microphone could be one

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

The bigger the the fun

What up girl, tell me how you been

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

The sequel to the first