[Verse 1]

And in here is where the heroine bore you

And I also got a large pot of cigarette or you, that

Embalmment fluid illiterate are you

That's ok man I got the medicine for you

I got, I got, I got the infediment for you

Got that vitamin D or UG for your shorty

One window to let the dawn in

Cuz we hustle in this bitch midnight to morning

We dump in and pump out

I showed you this window for you to jump out

You on the backyard lawn where a nigga got the ganja growin

No cats or dogs, rats or snakes, Sam's or Jakes

Round here its all gravy, ham and steak

Mama cookin that up here have a plate

That's mama Carter she's a basket case

But I make sure her sandwich is a napkins straight

You pic wit this picnic and I'm at your face

I say I'm at your throat, this was the carter slam the coke, go