This is a song about "The lictures"

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

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

From the gutter to the roof

One time for the girls with the right shoes

And i listen to common

The bigger the the fun

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Soon as i get home

As the king upon the throne