This is a song about "Underground lines"

The underground is filled with the sickest of flows,

We love for a while then a light goes

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

So come around the real underground, and expect the results,

I know there was a time where once i was king of the underground

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out

The underground artists sproutin' under towns never bound

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

You come around the underground, i'll knock your teeth out,

Yea and this is something to think about

They can’t even come around

And they can't live in underground

You can find me underground like a terrier

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

But they dumb it down radically to escape the underground,

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud