This is a song about "Drones"

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

With rappers, crack and gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Cattle to the slaughter they all wander like drones

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Targeting drones looking for holy bones

Got lebron entourages like maverick and richie paul

Thought you could dethrone a king//watch my drones// get sent home// before

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Just caught in the aftermath, the trash of many past middle-class drones

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

That ain't meant for civilians, but drones in pakistan,

Goverment spying on me with drones

If we ain't right and always at the throats