This is a song about "Bring to light"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

And turning our people to light, through prisms

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I'll bring you down to the ground

Then get out your seat and jump around

I'm trying to get my life right. i'm dark trying to get to the light.

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Dare to bring the cops your sticking?

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

No use for trickery to bring me victory/

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

To bring devilish destruction upon a customers spirit

I need a little room

Insight to light and i zoom