This is a song about "The rangers"

I bring the heat like the

Play the game nigga

As the tao converted the thief

I'm why baby mommas leave

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

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

Down the street to the car,

Baby, you know who you are

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

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Where the fuck the chorus

On the slow jam of love

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

Speed up, patience, please cause