This is a song about "The hod"

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I'm the wonder woman, let me go get my rope

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

The more battles the better the flows

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Work straight out the kitchen

The bigger the the fun

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

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