This is a song about "The pruge"

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

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

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Here's the answer and the antidote:

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Endless the days, forever the nights,

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

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!