This is a song about "The witch"

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

I put these poems all in these songs

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

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

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

Broke freddy's fingers and put a curse on the blair witch

This black snake moan is somethin' to suck bitch

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

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad