This is a song about "Zax of the prax"

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

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

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Of the book of your life

And i need you to show me love

The one who em talks of

Cause my thing something vicious

Raybands...hide the face of,