This is a song about "The smiler"

Playin with fire is a danger zone

As the king upon the throne

Where the fuck the chorus

Ass shots is a plus

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

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

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Here they keep a rachet close

The more battles the better the flows

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna