This is a song about "The inquisition"

And of course, my car's off course

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

The bigger the the fun

I am not the only one

So i guess you think you grown

As the king upon the throne

All that ass in your jeans

Thinkin of the the dreams

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

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

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq