This is a song about "The lic"

Back when crack was enormous

Where the fuck the chorus

As the king upon the throne

Gotta handle your own

As the tao converted the thief

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

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

Black fours red drop head doors

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

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad