This is a song about "The slum"

For those whey no fit dey fix son

The bigger the the fun

The fiends supply the shady

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

Im the one waring the mussel,

I'm modest, and humble

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for