This is a song about "Thorn trade radio"

Turn off the radio

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade

If i should die before i wake

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Turn on the radio all i hear is

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Im turnt up like a radio

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade