This is a song about "Vice"

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Girl you know that you’re my vice

My wicked ways are like a vicious vice

As your family dies, and my family rise

Stuck in a vice, hide your kids and hide your wife

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Pass by life twice with vice thrashes to curdle whom,

I am out of this world and you a man on the moon

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

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

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

And then it get boring till you add vice