This is a song about "Alright"

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

But for a homo that’s alright

And you, you know what i like

I think everything gone be alright

When people started missing alright

Killa never let the drama slide

I make a way for my people to see the light

Blow up like dynamite, nigga we alright,

To make her feel alright

For that paper, i'mma grind

Cause another innocent died

Steady bookin' flights, nigga we alright,

Lifestyle, finest type, yeah nigga we alright

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

All the diamonds white, nigga we alright,