This is a song about "Vice"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

But now vice versa story changed he became a rapper, doctor,

As he dives into a hive, and tries to pry open the vice,

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

My wicked ways are like a vicious vice

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

That's motivation, my people living wicked

Vice versa, eyes blue and hair blonde from the meth i did,

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

And then it get boring till you add vice

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Pass by life twice with vice thrashes to curdle whom,

Got a vice grip on this noose tip say i won't fucking use it.

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Im your every single sin in life, and every single little vice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies