This is a song about "Attila the hun"

The streetz is aint the safe

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Do the math, get the sum

If a nigga didn't fake like them

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Speed up, patience, please cause