This is a song about "2 girl followers"

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Trap our young black seeds

In jail every 2 weeks/

My talent should take me places i've never been

For leaders and followers to uparm their vision

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

You say my love was gonna work from a upper