This is a song about "Vice"

I mean the shit is, huey newton going stupid

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

Cause i get it, no charge, and bbc for the low price

Shouts out to vice the only ones to publicize,

Wanna spend it all on you

Grand theft auto: vice city too

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

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

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

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Pass by life twice with vice thrashes to curdle whom,

Just know when you feeling that way spirit's in the room

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

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit