This is a song about "Tracy"

Simple and clean like lever,

Big serg, we ready for whatever

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

your raps are sick like an ill dick

Take the beat and make it a carcass

Shatter your jaw leave you jobless

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Eat a strip of your organs laid in the sink

Friday with some ace of spades side ways drunk in love

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Bitch, you gonna suck my dick

Oh your friends are sick

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

I know..i'm very good..tell me something else..i've dealt out my cards but still kept the ace/

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

No body, i'm aiming straight for your chin you'll know why i will grin