This is a song about "The pied piper"

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

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

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Got tickets peter piper

"contemplate", i wrote about her

The bigger the the fun

When it's all said and done

The vertex and the third eye

Why you call me back? don't lie

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

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