This is a song about "With him"

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,

But im a well of inspiration

Let the rest do it with him,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Or left with her mother, to beat him before the strangle him,

Now everybody put your hands up high

Saw someone didn't like so i hit him with drive by

With beautiful music, just like him.

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Well that's just fine with him

I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer