This is a song about "Dark ages"

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Or let us all live in the dark

What do i really need

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

Sometimes i enlighten myself when my minds dark

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

See, and now life seem hard

There is no sun, and it's so dark

I talk to myself in the dark

See, where i come from is hard

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

Dank dark as catacombs under rome.