This is a song about "Black power"

My staff look like it been crafted by a higher power

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Just remember that you lack the power

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

With some power to devour

And i need you to show me love

To the power or greatness

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

Enough hey, lets talk about knowledge and power

No one man should have all that power

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Humanity has always been about the power

This is for my bitches gettin' high on the regular

Everyone has power, gotta activate it

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket