This is a song about "Bossman territory"

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid

My territory installed in

And the reason that i'm going

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

He knew he was predator who wants to reap souls for his territory

My heart abused, unexplored territory

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Didn't expect this shit or believed in zombies invading.. my territory

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Tell her family she ran away to the out back of northern territory

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I was born in a gang territory