This is a song about "The leafs"

We ahead of the curve

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

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

Crazy talking and foolish

The name of the game is

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

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