This is a song about "The senate"

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

Got the passion for the music

Reminisce the times and the laughter

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Do the math, get the sum

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

This summer gone be mine though

Enter the building through the window

And good if you senate and never menaced.

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

When you see the instant replay

The truth but thats the way

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

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