This is a song about "Then"

Trip on some acid that's done then

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

This a lesson, i must be confessin then

Well quit calling me a white rapper then.

I got 800 invisible men

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Diss me then go ahead try piss me then drop dead bye

Without lucifer motherfuckers what would you drop then?

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

Will get fricasseed on the grill then

See i remember back then

I need to free them

Me and you were close back then,

9 times outta ten