This is a song about "The squirts"

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Yeah, the kid in this thang

Still the man with the pan

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Here's the answer and the antidote:

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

As the king upon the throne

I don’t care where ya are

Down the street to the car,

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama