This is a song about "Aperture"

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

With gun blazzing, i leave your home filled with bullet hole

I try to be the guy, you think about

Meanwhile we see a window opening, stare out,

Aw man, it's been a ride

Lets spread our freedom wide

Summer i'm going to bed, other things in my mind like my brain is gonna spread

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Flow unfuckwithable, niggas impotent

Infectious even, spread around like it's virulent

Spread by mosquitoes perhaps spread by a needle

We don't believe you, you need more people