This is a song about "The hussle"

The name of the game is

Get my taste from all of my bitches

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

The more battles the better the flows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

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

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

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

I gotta question for you man

The game plan, the game plan

The fiends supply the shady

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

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