This is a song about "The splits"

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

The dopest on the planet

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

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Go where you ain't been

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

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

Eyes poked out the the raven

Cold world no blanket son

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

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

The savage with the statics

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

The sequel to the first

And i been all around the world