This is a song about "The phillipines"

Impeccable give it my note

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Weed i can't pronounce man

Still the man with the pan

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

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

Down the street to the car,

She prayed on me passing that bar

Everything ain't what it seems

Thinkin of the the dreams