This is a song about "Branches of governent"

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Guess that means you can never be mine

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Thoughts of immortality

They say nothings ever free

Roll up and inhale, i live next to denzel

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Of instant elation

Catch you up on places i've been

Your fucking skinnier than the bare branches on a dying tree,

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

The things im most scared of

Pocket racked up all big faces