This is a song about "The nucleus"

Thinkin of the the dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I bring the heat like the

Play the game nigga

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

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

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

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

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes