This is a song about "At the begining"

You got to have your game tight

Patroling the streets at night,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Huddling mumbling wondering where the drugs at

I understand i'm back by popular demand

We avoid the truth when it's shooting at us at point blank

I'm at the funeral cryin' heavily,

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Whether teddy or pat

Take her where the couch at

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

At the thought of being popular

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I'm at the apex, your at the nadir