This is a song about "The hoo"

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

I'm the prophecy ,your the bitch

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Wrong drink, the right work

The dope the rhyme wizard

Organized crime, i kill your boss

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Playboy, i don't own that man

The game plan, the game plan