This is a song about "The janits"

I gotta question for you man

Still the man with the pan

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

All that ass in your jeans

Thinkin of the the dreams

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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