And in here is where the heroine boil   And I also got a large pot of cigarette oil, that   Embalmming fluid illiterate are you   That's ok man I got the medicine for you   I got, I got, I got the amphetamine for you   Got that vitamin D or UG for your shorty   One window to let the dawn in   'cause 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's and 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 door, go