Welcome to Fort Wayne

Out in the streets they call it Fort Caine

Welcome to Fort Wayne

Where nobody goes an the bodies arose with no heroes

An everyone knows we're pro's blowing that Mary Jane

Killing the trees smoking the herb trying not to go insane

We're doing that blow in the 260 an we call it Fort Caine

Because everyone needs to know why we do what we do

An smoke with the crew at like every event baseheads

Wondering where their d**e went rolling another is my

Intent we're feeling it killing it doing it to that extent an

There ain't no comparison with blunts in rotation & a bad

Reputation with so many rails like a subway station got

Water bongs steamrollers & pipes for toys we dem boys

C*****e Cowboys with a couple kilograms of white hitting

The pipe & then taking off flight fitting that typical stereotype

An we toke all night smoke then pack another bowl really

Tight with our favorite strain chiefing a fatty smoking away

All the pain doing a numbie with caine every beat we slain

People be sayin' we grow w**d & corn looking at w**d like

P**n cops be wondering where in the Hell we were born

People be snorting Tony Montana reppin' the gonja where

Nobody gives a d**n in Indiana

People stare at us like Bill & Ted they know I'm a pothead

Know I get profit an got a lot of w**d & caine doing another

Bump & a line to maintain everybody's got d**e so ya can't

Complain we got the best strain & the best coke a lot of 'em

Drink but they don't smoke I'll smoke a bowl & I'll bust a

Rhyme people don't think it's fine they think it's a crime free

My potheads doing time we party at Piere's an we smoke

D**e while everyone stares

JB

Put one in the air if I'm here we're breaking it down there's

Nothing you b***hes can say to me now we're spitting the

Venom like Cobras a pyro mixed with some Bruce Lee I'm

Setting fire to your dosia I'm keeping a weapon I'm come from

The land of the d**g deals I wish I could say it's all good in

The hood but I would much rather be keeping it real my whole

Crew is some potheads we're reppin' for the Fort Wayne TinCaps

You ask why are they calling it Fort Caine stupid mother

F**kers get b***h slapped I'm in the same blue chevy in the

Streets all day cops on my nuts but I want to get paid

Yo we're taking it over & bringing it back putting the 260 on

The map chopping these lines of China white rehearsing all

Night to get it right these people keep talking like we ain't the

Ones be careful around here we're carrying guns shooting some

Pool at The Break An Run calling us Hoosiers you were a loser talking that s**t & you're meeting my Ruger everybody & your

Momma knows that we spit flames we ain't reppin' the same

Dissin' my city chich chich bang I'm in a smoke out chevy on

Main Street my life's like a scene from Waist Deep we're next

Thing coming out the midwest all I know is a struggle what's

Success we go hard in The Fort trying to get us an article up in

The Source cutting a line to snort sniffing a drip of water ain't

Nobody really want it you can expect a slaughter an Allen County

Is where we reside getting so high the limits the sky stacking

My money stay ready to strike cause The Fort gets a little bit

Crazy at night