This is a song about "The magicians nephew"

You'd think she'd be used to it, her nephew used to bang too, he who was i came up thru

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

When i get my hands on nines

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Here's the answer and the antidote:

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

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

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

The more battles the better the flows