This is a song about "Dark shadow"

About to block your light till you dont even have your shadow

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

It ain't with me you're fighting with but my verbal skill's shadow,

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

They say my own shadow is out looking for trouble,

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

I can't forget that your shadow will be my

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Gratitude for access to the shadow of greatness

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

In the shadow he is learking and jerking when

And you won’t have to live in the shadow

But now the dough like kaiser bro