This is a song about "The spurs"

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

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

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Black fours red drop head doors

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

It occurs to me / the spurs were beat the heat better disperse for me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Yeah bitch this date's done

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between