This is a song about "The mongols"

Where the fuck the chorus

We don't ever make love

Duck duck, say goose

Saw the bombs on the news

Miami nights, ain't another one

The bigger the the fun

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Uh, the only hope i had was selling dope

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

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

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

The more battles the better the flows

Love reefer and love sneaker above those