This is a song about "Winneh the poeh"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

The bigger the the fun

My drive is like no one

Took me a while just to write those

The more battles the better the flows

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

From the gutter to the roof

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Where the fuck the chorus

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes