This is a song about "The pruge"

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

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Saw the bombs on the news

My time with their half-witted reviews

Still the man with the pan

Yeah, the kid in this thang

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Endless the days, forever the nights,

I bring the heat like the

You're fucking with me, nigga

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Where the fuck the chorus

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

Run a cartel like a real rick ross