This is a song about "The prospector"

That's why i shine like i does

Where the fuck the chorus

Still the man with the pan

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

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

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

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

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,