This is a song about "The ville"

What them tippers don't see

The fiends supply the shady

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

But you never come when you period is five days

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

Im the one waring the mussel,

Lady at the frank stand will

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

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

From the ville, never sold drugs man, the fuck can i rap about?/

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound