This is a song about "The mandem"

Mami... she open, she open

The bigger the the fun

As the tao converted the thief

Got tired of running from the police

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

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

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

Speed up, patience, please cause

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

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

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

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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