This is a song about "Dam son where u find dis"

You know where to find me right up in the studio

See, it's something about commitment though

Let me rest where you lay until i can find my way,

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

But somehow it made them listen

Load up the guns where i'm from, the south son,

Fallin on the ground thats where u belong ur nothin special

Money’s on the mental, my efforts monumental

Thank you jodi and jay for my life, lord thank you for using them and

But once u make shit changes for real.....but on the real...im a take..dis moment,

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

I will find you no matter where you go like a hound