This is a song about "Area"

A whole new creation of hidden lies up in the area 51 station

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

New to the area, see me on arrival

Weird shit in my head like the 51 area

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

218 be my area lookin like you got malaria feel a bit sorry for ya,

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

Wack is what the haters say, this area with shades of gray,

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

But i got very very sad, climbed into the area with the clucks,

Take me to your area, girl you are my mania

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Pistols and fines, witness the lines of grey in the moral area