This is a song about "The stree"

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

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

And when it's said and done

The bigger the the fun

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

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

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

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

The more battles the better the flows

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

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back