This is a song about "Drifting"

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And let me tell you this we aint drifting apart,

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

Ripping and, drifting a#side like a part of my souls been taken for #life

Only way to leave is by smoking this j, and drifting away, into space,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I was lost in my thoughts like drifting out to sea

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Gifted, while drifting shot still got it in the net

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Bun b, i’m underground king

Hymn drifting to a grim sibling