This is a song about "The phillipines"

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

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

Saw the bombs on the news

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

The more battles the better the flows

She is far bizarre

Down the street to the car,

Five shots she ready to leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

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

Here's the answer and the antidote:

New canvas she need a new stroke