This is a song about "The hod"

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Far away from home

As the king upon the throne

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

I told him get his 9 and run

The bigger the the fun

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

The street slang i be speakin in code

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Malia family, we the family

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

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

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