This is a song about "Faliure to suscess"

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

To reality and to the facts

To dictate how to look,

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

Now you have to bury me to!

Would have came back for you

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

You got nothing to live for, nothing to look forward to.

There soul to satan to make millions whats it to

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

To skate to my full potential-

Trying to get to you

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?