This is a song about "America s role in the panama revolution"

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

We're still feeling the promise, some nights i kill 'em with kindness

In america we have the most races but we still so bias

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

But i'm actually passed this, i lost my role as a player in the game when j gone missing.

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

When when the economy of america breaks

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,