This is a song about "Andrew parry"

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

All this medication doesn't help shit,

Breeze blowin, takin my worries away.

And she gon let it loose, hey

If you out there let me hear you say

Don't let it wash you away

Did give you a good scare raised the hair on the back of your neck bitch beware,

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

That happen to act like a black president

Cause i know, there won't always be help

Turn on your mtv what you see on the screen

Be the king, that was part of my dream

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

'cuz i seem to scare you, you insult me? how dare you.

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

None of us would ever make it through the red scare