This is a song about "The plug"

The more battles the better the flows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Where the ball meets the wall

Wolf gang, kill em' all

The streetz is aint the safe

But she took it in his place

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Where would i be without my dogs

And while i’m in your mother

In the heat of the summer,

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then i jet

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

So i pull the plug before it runs another bit

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate