This is a song about "The mongols"

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

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

From the gutter to the roof

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

To soho, baby milo so dope

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

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

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

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

The bigger the the fun

Got hu women frostburg women