This is a song about "The nordic coalition"

Thinkin of the the dreams

Five shots she ready to leave

A criminal grind nigga

I bring the heat like the

Endless the days, forever the nights,

All the time with this glock of mines

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

He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother

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

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

As the tao converted the thief

I'm screamin' out fuck the police