This is a song about "Band theory"

Ridin' with rats you niggas should be in glass slippers

Ride with me even when scared- join my 'band' like ring fingers.

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

You are so stupid to understand that you can't even rap in a kg band

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Kid, with my man theory holding me down, with our crown

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)