This is a song about "Conan the barbarian"

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

Brr, brr, ay, lemme see, okay

The truth but thats the way

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

In the heat of the summer,