This is a song about "The juan"

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

Take the exit, the nearest left

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

The more battles the better the flows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent

The water from the past is the same water in the present

For the outlawz, here we come

To the voice of the oblivion,