This is a song about "The latin root scrib"

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Money is the root of evil, they'll die for a piece of paper,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

But y'all already know,money is root of evil

The bigger the the fun

I can only imagine

And when you're black or latin know they administer aids,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

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

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one