This is a song about "The tourney"

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

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

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

And my regime includes east coast

Here's the answer and the antidote:

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

The bigger the the fun

And i am one of one

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Endless the days, forever the nights,