This is a song about "The philadelphia eagles"

The weed into the bong

When you took my hand up so calm

The bigger the the fun

And i listen to common

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

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

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

But it's still cool just to dream man because

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

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

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

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

And we can't fall

Where the ball meets the wall