This is a song about "Twist that dope"

Get those dope fighters that you talk about with mac-10s,

We getting money, you can face the facts

Its the kind of feeling that makes your gut twist

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

Rocking that twist like elvis presley

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Enter a mist, twist, barrel role and all that shit.

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

I stay with in a shell of hope that my rhymes will stay dope

My day ones, the same ones that i pass the dope

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

All i know is how to twist that glass bowel.

Tell your girls, to come join our table

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

Dope smoke i love that / lungs filled till they packed