This is a song about "Faze clan"

Back when the wu tang clan were on the block//

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Wu tang clan the w and the u

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

And every time i save a track and make 'em mad, faze 'em bad,

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

This may be amazing as tasers don't faze me

(ball so hard) this shit crazy, y'all don't know that don't shit faze me

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Neither a faze nor a trance, left with 1 last chance