This is a song about "Clive of india"

And now these hoes are on my line

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Out of this coviction of feelings

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

Top of my pile of bodies

That'll do anything that i please

Out of mind out of sight

And if i want to go outside

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Raybands...hide the face of,

Then i said i had enough