This is a song about "The iliad"

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

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Thinkin of the the dreams

Malcolm x, by any means

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

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Know i just call it head phone

As the king upon the throne

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

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

Saw the bombs on the news

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

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