This is a song about "The medicis"

Zero options to choose

Saw the bombs on the news

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

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

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

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

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Where the fuck the chorus

Hop off the bus

Here's the answer and the antidote:

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Still the man with the pan

Hoppin' out a van