This is a song about "The incas"

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

Where the fuck the chorus

And men'll chase love

Far away from home

As the king upon the throne

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

The science and the art, africa

I bring the heat like the

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Thinkin of the the dreams

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Here's the answer and the antidote:

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

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware