This is a song about "The phillipines"

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Saw the bombs on the news

A far reach from them rap dudes

From the gutter to the roof

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

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

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

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Niggas who ain't seen beef

As the tao converted the thief

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

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

And my regime includes east coast

Here's the answer and the antidote: