This is a song about "The inca"

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

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

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

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

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

But elon don't got no proof

From the gutter to the roof

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

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Just to let you know, you are

Down the street to the car,

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Where the fuck the chorus

Always knew where the pot was