This is a song about "The jui"

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

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

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

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

Still the man with the pan

So part of the plan

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

I put these poems all in these songs

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Saw the bombs on the news