This is a song about "Death and abuse and power"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Physical , emotional and mental abuse/ combination of those

And power means a price

Right flows down and they might go nice

And it ain't news that my brews enthuse dudes who abuse booze

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

I got the power, and the responsibility

Your clan with power and then an instrument,

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

My climate is way higher then lindsay lohan nostrils on powder

They feed and attach bombs to their back for religion and power

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

As prolific and as active as can be, fiend, abuse it,