This is a song about "Walrus the"

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Where the fuck the chorus

My nigga, its all love

Baby, you know who you are

Down the street to the car,

As the tao converted the thief

Like being garbage some type of disease

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Black fours red drop head doors