This is a song about "The savanna"

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

The bigger the the fun

Miami nights, ain't another one

They take a loss man

Still the man with the pan

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

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

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh