This is a song about "The rake"

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Hoes i need a condom for my toast

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

They cry and say he was perfect, let me go ahead and rake

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

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

Endless the days, forever the nights,

When i get my hands on nines

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

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Saw the bombs on the news