This is a song about "The pied piper"

Got tickets peter piper

That i will leave earth with her

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

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

I'm caged up in state prison

The wall being the victim

For the man of the hour

The ice ain't really nothing to her

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Eyes poked out the the raven

Magic city tipping them

O. trice always rep his block

Release the song, cash the lot