This is a song about "The preamble"

And take ya'll supper

In the heat of the summer,

Why i can't move away

The truth but thats the way

The bigger the the fun

It ain't where i been

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

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

I'm on the run, keep running

The flooding of the nothing

To make karma come faster than she normally will

A change in the recipe a new preamble

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

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

I was on my sway shit

Got the passion for the music