This is a song about "Deprived"

If i die, don't wanna be deprived of that final moment of my demise

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Or could i be the same one who came from a far away life

This wisdom his drive ain't deprived more and more guys arrive,

My pity sufficed thinking of them deprived,

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Deprived from tha streets i emphasized it hard on each beat

All my life i was very deprived

Now walk to it with your land mind

The glare makes me hard to find

Deprived of the prize derived

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,