This is a song about "The splits"

From the bench to the ball

Wanna fuck em all

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

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

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

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

Eyes poked out the the raven

They had a hell of a run

The jiggas and the tips

The savage with the statics

I'm in the the real world

But i murder him first

For the man of the hour

Of impactful things one can ask for