This is a song about "The interview"

Still the man with the pan

Any way you can

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

And of course, my car's off course

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

They'll have to rename this one

The bigger the the fun

Here's the answer and the antidote:

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

These dude don't know me from adam and eve

As the tao converted the thief

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

From the gutter to the roof