This is a song about "The squirts"

Thinkin of the the dreams

Little more weed, first class seats

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,

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

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

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

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

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

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

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

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the