This is a song about "Walrus the"

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

As the tao converted the thief

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

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

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Did the best i could, raised in insanity