This is a song about "The punisher"

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

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

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

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

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

Where the fuck the chorus

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

From the gutter to the roof

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

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