This is a song about "The latin root scrib"

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

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

No sun's let in to shine till, latin i bet then you'll be reckoned inclined to

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

Money is the root of all evil

Lady at the frank stand will

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Lyrics sound like a spasm, like i'm speaking latin,