This is a song about "Acquisition by a government of other governments or territories"

We try and stand, government help us or else we're damned

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

Was it a mirracle saved by god or therapist?

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Government is frontin, homeland bought a billion rounds of ammo

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

So stand back or get engulfed by my fire of fame

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Other wise you'll get left in a lake of blood

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create