This is a song about "Whinnie the pooh"

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

Ever since then i had no job

Here's the answer and the antidote:

The bigger the the fun

Ok i hear you talkin

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

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

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga