This is a song about "The outsiders"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

From the gutter to the roof

When they hear me rocking the groove

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

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

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

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Down the street to the car,

If there’s a shining star

So when ya see me nigga

I bring the heat like the

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

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad