This is a song about "The underwatergang"

From the gutter to the roof

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

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

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Zero options to choose

Saw the bombs on the news

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Endless the days, forever the nights,

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

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

I wanna be the center piece of my entire culture

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

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

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

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

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back