This is a song about "The vet"

The streetz is aint the safe

Never can i straight face

The replacement of the word "mother"

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

I'm the nigga with the juice

Parking lot of the blue flame

The realist in the game

In the face of the outside.

It's alright, if it's right

The weed into the bong

Stood out like pootie tang

In the heat of the summer,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

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

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet