This is a song about "The tempest"

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

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

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

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

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

As the tao converted the thief

Down the street to the car,

You're in a seminar

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

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth