This is a song about "Drug dealing and money"

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

But thats just called dealing with shit and staying strong,

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb