This is a song about "3rd title"

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

3rd eye seeing light it's a beacon of hope

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Except wit no title

She grabs the yellow bottle

Except wit no title

3rd eye following the light so i can see the shine

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

And even buy you a bottle

Except wit no title

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Not just fucking with the title of beginner.

That's why i shed light on the dark i come form

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.