This is a song about "The witcher"

The more battles the better the flows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

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

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

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

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Thinkin of the the dreams

Gotta go, let her leave

We can make more, make babies

As the tao converted the thief

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Endless the days, forever the nights,

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga