This is a song about "67"

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

67. coz it's a critical sentence,

Lucifer vizion i'll crucify ur vision hutch you've won 67 battles still i'm not touched/

Making rappers go ape shit giving inspiration to live until you're ancient

Lets change it, its very simple

Lady at the frank stand will

Dont we have enough death , people

As i light one for ill will

Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cole world

So , when mama sees it, she will be honored

That's how we make it right

Trees, flowers , sky and light

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

I thought i recognized her

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

I didnt see anything except fight