This is a song about "The whitenigga"

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

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

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

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I bring the heat like the

Here's the answer and the antidote:

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke