This is a song about "Barrack"

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

To put you back to reality and start from base

I am out of this world and you a man on the moon

My head was not small enough to fit this room

Your on fire.. your on fire

Come here i’m about to take you higher

I dont know what those are, dont ring no bells

Relying on myself

Buff gorilla in the room

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

Time's stopping with ticking, hearts rotting and slaves doing bidding's.