This is a song about "Power"

With some power to devour

And the last one, he's in the mirror

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

They feed and attach bombs to their back for religion and power

I remember peabody mice crawling up the shower

For like eight hours i dominate with great power

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

In the past hour, i'm just rebelling from government power.

Just remember that you lack the power

And there's little to be glad for

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Money equals greed, greed equals power,

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

So with our words we can give those kids the power

No one man should have all that power

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for