40 Ounces and a Fool
The perpetating
Balling ass nigga on your block
With slave money
From the record company I'm popping
Now I'm on my way
To the neighborhood liquir store
To help sell more
Of that bullshit to my folks
Reaching for a can
As a man with no conscious
But I'm making money
So nigga you can watch
This mack bubble
Cause I'm in trouble
When I pop the top
Even though I know
I'm selling out my song
Just to make a nut
So nigga buy it
And fuck what you heard
Cause all of that black power bullshit
Is for the birds
Yeah, I know it's poison
What I'm selling out
But yo
I'm a new house nigga with a flow