This is a song about "The tinanic"

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

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Thinkin of the the dreams

Little more weed, first class seats

Still the man with the pan

Weed i can't pronounce man

The more battles the better the flows

Guess i’m different than most

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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