This is a song about "The tourney"

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

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

They take a loss man

Still the man with the pan

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

The more battles the better the flows

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

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

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Endless the days, forever the nights,