This is a song about "The itis"

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,

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

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

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I'm the client you're the broker/

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

Don't worry bout a thang baby

The fiends supply the shady