This is a song about "Doing the same things that got us out of focus"

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

But you got the armor of a beetle, can't dispute us

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

I had dreams, visions of doing things wichu baby,

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Next thing you know things got out of hand

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Think of the fore foundas lookin at our pearled things that bound us

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

The things that shine in this world will care and protect us

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

It’s kind of hard to ignore the things that you say

But i'll just focus on this, and block out the rest

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

Well, ain't no prob i got the same shovel that daemon brought