This is a song about "The harlem renaissance"

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Motherfucker this is forever dope

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

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

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Saw the bombs on the news

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

Here's the answer and the antidote: