This is a song about "The juan"

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

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I'm the operator, the administrator.

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

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

Take the exit, the nearest left

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Ripped the gown around the blouse,