This is a song about "The vet"

And that i spent the night with her

In the heat of the summer,

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

Because they hold no power i'm a fully seasoned vet,

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

The truth but thats the way

Do the math, get the sum

Magic city tipping them

The replacement of the word "mother"

Make me another brother

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

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

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Me im a vet in rap pad u a rap fad my bars